Before spring turned into summer
After night turned into day
They were born on Monday morning
In the days just after May
In the days just after May
* By the banks of San Jacinto
Play for me a happy tune
And of all the days I loved
I loved best the 12th of June
I loved best the 12th of June
He was strong across his shoulders
She was delicate of skin
And their mother lay there ashen
As we held them to our breast
As we held them to our breast
All I am I'd gladly give them All I am they will exceed
One thing I know for sure
Is they improve the likes of me
They make a better man of me
So to my father and my mother And all our fathers gone before
There are those who walk above us
Who remember that we were
They will remember that we were
And to these beautiful two children And to my sweet and tender wife
I will love you three forever
Through I fly beyond this life
Through I fly beyond this life
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