I Was Wandering On A Road
Between Heaven And Hell
Hearing Melodious Tunes From One Side
And On The Other Mortar Shells
Guards Asked Me What I Was Doing
I Replied Looking For My Love
Again Came Another Asking
How Much Love For Her I Preserve.
Sounds Of Groaning-– Is She There?
Your Love I See Pure
Answered The Guard
I Am Sure
With Your Love One Cannot Be In Hell
There Are Songs In Heaven
With Rhythms Of Bell
Try To Hear The Tone
Or Ask The Guard There
Heaven Guard Told Me
Your Darling How Nice Is She
Not Found In The Heaven
How Aged She Is
Twenty-Nine Or Eighty-Seven
She Is Still In The World
You Can Find Her There
And Can Do Your Love Share.