  We shall meet, but we shall miss him There will be one vacant chair We shall linger to caress him While we breathe our evening prayer; When a year ago we gathered Joy was in his mild blue eye, But a golden chord is severed And our hopes in ruin lie. ( Chorus ) We shall meet, but we shall miss him There will be one vacant chair We shall linger to caress him While we breathe our evening prayer. At our fireside, sad and lonely, Often will the bosom swell, At remembrance of the story How our noble Willie sell; How he strove to bear our banner Through the thickest of the fight, And uphold our country's honor In the strength of manhood's night - Kathy Mattea -   ＊Kathy Mattea (1959 ~ )Born : West Virginia, Hit Song : From A Distance , 18 Wheels ~ ,활동연대 80 년대＊
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