Sons of the Pioneers - Little Gray Home In the West текст песни

Текст песни Little Gray Home In the West - Sons of the Pioneers



When the golden sun sinks in the hills
And the toil of the long day is o'er
Though, the road may be long in the lilt of a song
I forget I was weary before
Far ahead, where the blue shadows fall
I shall come to contentment and rest
And the toils of the day will be all charmed away
In my little gray home in the west
There are hands that will welcome me in
There are lips that I'm burning to kiss
There are two eyes that shine, just because they are mine
And a thousand things other men miss
It's a corner of Heaven itself
Though, it's only a tumbled-down nest
But, with love blooming there, why, no place and compare
With my little gray home in the west



Авторы: Dorothy Eardley Wilmot, Hermann Lohr


Sons of the Pioneers - Sons Of The Pioneers 1947-1949
Альбом Sons Of The Pioneers 1947-1949
дата релиза
01-07-2015




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