From this wood he said I’ll make a thing for you,
And when it’s done, well then my son she’ll sing for you,
And locked within this violin are the secrets of my heart,
And you’ll remember, always.
You’ll remember, always.
All the troubled moments that your life may bring,
Will all the lighter be when you lay bow to string,
Ask and she will answer almost everything,
And you’ll remember, always,