a 1922 popular song words by Nancie B. Marsland music by May H. Brahe
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I do be crying, though the gray bird sings
I do be sighing, wishing time had wings
I do be longing for the winter to be past
When the man I be loving
Comes home along at last
Fields do lie fallow and idle lies the plough
Hillside and valley feel no sunshine now
I do be waiting with love ever strong
Till the one I be longing for
Comes home, comes home along
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