Well the golden gra**y plain
Is enough to make me love you
And where your garden grows
Well I know my heart is there
When I gather up your name
And you promise that you love me
Well the fire burns out slow
By the water dark and cold
Helena, Helena my love
In the morning I should go
I saw you in the glaze
Of the water by the creek bed
And when the wind did blow
Well I saw a war time ghost
And Lord you know I'm dying
But I long to see your glory
So the day the world goes dark
Darling don't you cry for me
Caroline, Caroline my love
In the morning I'll be gone