The flowers I saw in the wildwood Have since dropped their beautiful leaves And the many dear friends of my childhood Have slumbered for years in their graves 
Oh the bloom of the flowers I remember And the smiles I shall never more see For the cold chilly winds of December Stole my flow’rs and companions from me 
Chorus ’Tis no wonder that I, broken-hearted And stricken with sorrow should be We have met we have loved we have parted My flow’rs, my companions and me 
Other roses may bloom on the morrow And many a friend have I won Yet my heart it can part but with sorrow When I think of the ones that have gone 
Oh how dark looks this world and how dreary When we part from the ones that we love But there’s rest for the faint and the weary And friends meet with lost ones above 
And in heaven I can but remember When from earth my soul shall be free That no cold chilly winds of December Can part my companions from me 
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