Historic Sheet Music Collection

Document Type

Score

Publication Date

1915

Comments

MacIntosh Collection

New York: M. Witmark & Sons. (1915)

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[Verse 1]
Nights are growing very lonely,
Days are very long; I’m a-growing weary only
List’ning for your song.
Old remembrances are thronging
Thro’ my memory.
Till it seems the world is full of dreams
Just to call you back to me.

[Chorus]
There’s a long, long trail a-winding In to the land of my dreams,
Where the nightingales are singing
And a white moon beams:
There’s a long, long night of waiting
Until my dreams all come true;
Till the day when I’ll be going down
That long, long trail with you.

[Verse 2]
All night long I hear you calling,
Calling sweet and low;
Seem to hear your footsteps falling,
Ev’ry where I go.
Tho’ the road between us stretches
Many a weary mile.
I forget that you’re not with me yet,
When I think I see you smile.

[Chorus]

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