A sentimental piece written for a 1913 Yale fraternity banquet. words by Stoddard King music by Zo Elliott
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There’s a long, long trail a-winding
Into 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
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