"White Corn Graves" lyrics

Let me take you to a place in old Tennessee
Let me tell you a story my mother told me
It's a story so sad and yet it's a wonder
Of the silent cries that roll on like thunder

It's a story about babies that never knew mother
They were laid 'neath the knife and the earth buried under
Many a years them babies did slumber
Now there's corn in the field where the little ones were laid
But the sweet silent laughter of children remain
And the place that they're buried is oft times remembered
Cause the corn there grows white as the snow in December

When the children were born and they took their first breath
They were scarred with affliction so sentenced to death
But now in Heaven they sing with The Savior so tender
While the corn still grows white as the snow in December

Now people will swear and they'll tell you today
About the white corn that grows over that grave
And it haunts me to think but I'll always remember
The corn that grows white as the snow in December
Yeah the corn still grows white as the snow in December