JUST A LITTLE SUNSHINE.-No. 2.
Copyright, 1887, by Willis Woodward & Co.
Words and Music by George Cooper.
I paused upon life's journey to tell its story o'er,
And childhood with its golden dreams returned to me once more;
The pleasant faces smiled again that faded long ago,
And this, my heart responded there, is all of life we know,
And this, my heart responded there, is all of life we know.
Just a little sunshine, just a little cloud,
Just a little glimpse of joy, then a heart that's bowed;
Just a little tranquil hour, just a little strife,
That is all the story of every mortal life.
I strayed beside the river, where when a youth I played,
It still was gliding to the sea in sunlight and in shade;
But now the face reflected there was older grown and sad,
No voice I heard to welcome me with accents fond and glad,
No voice I heard to welcome me with accents fond and glad.-Chorus.
The mournful leaves were sighing, and sank the dying day,
I seemed to bear the voices there of friends long passed away;
The dear old home was silent now, the village churchyard lone
Bore graven on its marble white the names my youth had known,
Bore graven on its marble white the names my youth had known.
Just a little cradle, iu6t a little grave,
Just a voyage very brief over life's dark wave;
Just a thought in memory here, fading one by one
Soon we are forgotten, and life's brier story's done.