In the spring of 1856, with the snow still on the ground,
Two little boys were lost in the mountains above the town.
The father went out hunting; the boys had stayed behind.
While mother tended to her chores, they wandered from her side.
The two had gone to follow him and lost their way instead.
By dusk the boys had not been found and fear had turned to dread.
Two hundred men had gathered there to comb the mountainside.
The fires were built on the highest peak in hopes they'd see the light.
Oh mommy and daddy, why can't you hear our cries?
The day is almost over - soon it will be night.
We're so cold and hungry and our feet are tired and sore
We promise not to stray again from our cabin door.
Now Jacob Dibert woke one night from a strange and eerie dream.
He saw a path between two hills near a dark and swollen stream.
He told his wife he saw the boys huddled close beside a log.
For two more nights, the dream returned - this vision sent from God.
Oh mommy and daddy, why can't you hear our cries?
The day is almost over - soon it will be night.
We're so cold and hungry and our feet are tired and sore
We promise not to stray again from our cabin door.
A thousand men had searched in vain the west side of Bob's Creek.
But Jacob's wife knew of this place and said to travel east.
With a guide to take him there, Jacob came upon the scene.
And found the boys cold and still, beneath the old birch tree.
Oh mommy and daddy, look past the tears you cry
We're both up in heaven now; God is by our side.
As you lay us down to rest in the presence of the Lord,
Know that we will meet you here at heaven's door.
Oh mommy and daddy, look past the tears you cry
We're both up in heaven now; God is by our side.
And as you lay us down to rest in the presence of the Lord,
Know that we will meet you here at heaven's door.
