08/25/2026
My childhood in Weston was spent with open screen doors and listening to old country late on summer nights . My mother's favorite was Dolly and this ballad was one of them. This is more nostalgia than history and I'm.sure some can relate to Dolly's music . Her Appalachian heritage matched some of the pioneer settlers origins of Chambersville .
The lyrics go ..
There's a little rosewood casket
Sitting on a marble stand
With a packet of old love letters
Written by my true lover's hand
Go and bring them to me, sister
Read them o'er for me tonight
I have often tried, but I could not
For the tears that dimmed my eyes
When I'm dead and in my casket
When I gently fall asleep
Fall asleep to wake up in heaven
Dearest sister, do not weep
Take his letters and his locket
Place them gently on my heart
But this golden ring that he gave me
From my finger never part
There's a little rosewood casket
Sitting on a marble stand
With a packet of old love letters
Written by my true lover's hand
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