Will My Darling Come Again?
Summer's fingers softly linger
On the meadows far and wide,
Breezes sighing, daylight dying,
In the hush of eventide;
'Neath the shadows, down the meadows
Of the little mossy lane,
Some one roaming in the gloaming,
Saying: "Will he come again?
Will he come again to meet me?
Some one asks their heart in vain;
Will he come with smiles to greet me?
Will my darling come again?
Moonlight over fields of clover,
Golden tinted dew impearled,
Birdlets sleeping, bright stars keeping
Watch and ward above the world;
Time is flying, hope most dying,
Down that little mossy lane;
Some one straying, sadly saying:
"Will my darling come again? " -Chorus.
Someone parted happy-hearted
Yester eve in joy and bliss,
I will meet you, I will greet you,
Someone whispered with a kiss;
Footsteps falling, someone calling,
One sweet name in glad refrain,
All their sadness turned to gladness,
Truly, he will come again!-Chorus.