Only Remembered
Up and away like the dew of the morning,
Soaring from earth to its heavenly home,
Thus would I leave from this world and its toiling:
Only remembered for what I have done.
cho: Only remembered, Only remembered,
Only remembered for what we have done;
Only remembered, Only remembered,
Only remembered for what we have done.
Shall we be missed when others succeed us,
Reaping the fields we in spring time have sown?
Nay, for the sower shall pass from his labor,
Only remembered for what he has done.
Only the truth that in life we have spo ken,
Only the seeds that on Earth we have sown,
These shall pass on ward while we are forgotten,
Only remembered for what we have done.
From Randolph's Folksongs of the Ozarks
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Only Remembered
Up and away like the dew of the morning,
Soaring from earth to its heavenly home,
Thus would I leave from this world and its toiling:
Only remembered for what I have done.
cho: Only remembered, Only remembered,
Only remembered for what we have done;
Only remembered, Only remembered,
Only remembered for what we have done.
Shall we be missed when others succeed us,
Reaping the fields we in spring time have sown?
Nay, for the sower shall pass from his labor,
Only remembered for what he has done.
Only the truth that in life we have spo ken,
Only the seeds that on Earth we have sown,
These shall pass on ward while we are forgotten,
Only remembered for what we have done.
From Randolph's Folksongs of the Ozarks
Up and away like the dew of the morning,
Soaring from earth to its heavenly home,
Thus would I leave from this world and its toiling:
Only remembered for what I have done.
cho: Only remembered, Only remembered,
Only remembered for what we have done;
Only remembered, Only remembered,
Only remembered for what we have done.
Shall we be missed when others succeed us,
Reaping the fields we in spring time have sown?
Nay, for the sower shall pass from his labor,
Only remembered for what he has done.
Only the truth that in life we have spo ken,
Only the seeds that on Earth we have sown,
These shall pass on ward while we are forgotten,
Only remembered for what we have done.
From Randolph's Folksongs of the Ozarks