Historic Sheet Music Collection

Document Type

Score

Publication Date

1911

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Till The Sands Of The Desert Grow Cold

Lyric by George Graff Jr.

Music by Ernest R. Ball

New York: M. Whitmark & Sons (1911)

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
The hot winds that come to thee,
o’er desert sands all go from me,
I bid them to tell thee that I love thee,
Speeding my soul to thee.

Hot sands burning,
Fire my veins with passion bold,
Love, I’ll love, thee, till desert sands grow cold!
Love me, I’ll love thee.

[Refrain]
Till the sans of the desert grow cold,
And their infinite numbers are told,
God gave thee to me,
And mine thou shalt be,
Forever to have and to hold.
Till the story of Judgement is told,
And the myst’ries of Heaven unfold,
I’ll turn, love, to thee,
My shrine thou shalt be,
Till the sands of the desert grow cold.

[Verse 2]
The desert, a burning sea,
A barrier stands ‘tween thee and me,
Or love, fast as light, I’d hasten to thee.
Quenching my thirst in thee.

Noon suns find me,
Far beyond the caravan,
Death there warns me, how vain is the strength of man.
Love me, I’ll love thee.

[Refrain]

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