This song is really old and you rarely hear it. My favorite great-great Aunt Jo taught me how to play it on her organ when I was 6 years old. She passed away when I was 8. I was devastated, it was the first death of a close relative that I loved so much.

The song is called The Band Played On. It goes something like this:

Casey would waltz with a strawberry blonde
As the band played on
He'd glide cross the floor with the girl he adored
As the band played on

I hadn't heard the song at all since my aunt passed away. One day I was at a flea market when I was in my 30's and someone was playing it on an old record player! I broke into tears as soon as I heard it! It's unbelievable what kind of effect a song can have on you after such a long time.

I remember singing 'In the Garden' in church nearly every week when I was around 9 or 10 years old .