The Voice of By Gone Days |
Stephen Foster, 1850
Ah! the voice of by gone days, Will come back again, Whispering to the weary hearted Many a soothing strain. Youthful fancy then returns, Childish hope the bosom burns, Joy, that manhood coldly spurns, Then flows in memory's sweet refrain. Chorus: Ah! the voice of by gone days Will come bakc again, Whispering to the weary hearted Many a soothing strain. | 2. Ah! the voice of by gone days Murmurs to my brain Till the cherish'd forms departed Seem to live again Weeping old-time sorrows o'er, Smiling as in days of yore When each heart its burden bore Of love and pity, bliss and pain. Chorus:
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