American Old Time Song Lyrics: 09 Good Night But Not Good Bye

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Good-Night! but not Good-Bye
Copyright, 1858, by W. C. Peters & Sons.

Good-night! but not good-bye, love!
Why wilt tUou haste away?
The moments swiftly fly, love,
Enjoy them; while we may;
Or say, good-night, till dawning,
When ev'ning shadows fly.
Till sunlight gilds the morning,
Good-night! but not good-bye;
'Till sunlight gilds the morning,
Good-night! but not good-bye.

Quartette.

Good-night! but not good-bye, love!
Why wilt thou haste away?
The moments swiftly fly, love.
Enjoy them while we may ;
Or say, good-night, till dawning,
When ev'ning shadows fly,
'Till sunlight gdds the morning,
Good-night but not good-bye;
'Till sunliglit gilds the morning,
Good-night! but not good-bye.

Ah, give me up denial,
The choice is still thine own,
I'll backward turn the dial,
And time shall be unknown;
'Till blossoms ascent the gloaming,
And Phoebus gilds the sky,
'Till dew-drops gild the morning,
Good-night! but not good-bye;
'Till dew-drops gild the morning,
Good-night! but not good-bye.

Quartette.
Ah, give me no denial,
The choice is still thine own,
I'll backward turn the dial,
And time shall be unknown;
'Till blossoms scent the gloaming,
And Phoebus gilds the sky,
'Till dew-drops gild the morning,
Good-night! but not good-bye;
'Till dew-drops gild the morning,
Goodnight! but not good-bye.

Waiting for My Ship to Come This Way.

I stand here idly waiting
For my fairy ship to land,
Glancing out Upon the sunbeams
As they gild the sparkling strand;
Dreaming of those wondrous treasures

That shall be my own some day,
When from a distant country
That ship shall sail this way.

Chorus.
I am waiting, waiting, waiting
For my ship to come this way.

I then shall build a palace
So beautiful and grand.
The very sun shall wonder
To see it in the land;
The walls shall gleam with splendor,
The fountain rain down pearls,
The birds shall sing forever
In merry, merry whirls.

Chorus.
I am waiting, waiting, waiting
For my ship to come this way.
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