American Old Time Song Lyrics: 29 The Old Grape Vine Swing 2
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 29
THE OLD GRAPE-VINE SWING 2
Copyright, 1890, by M. Witmark & Sons.
Words by James A. Morrison. Music by Thos. Hindley.
I have wandered for years, and it seems like a dream.
As I Bit in the evening dim,
And my memory flies back o'er the old beaten track
To the cot and the old crape-vine swing.
It was hone in the old cedar grove in the dell,
By the side of a murmuring brook,
And dear Nell and I we would meet there and swing,
As she studied from her old spelling-book.
But the old grape-vine swing it has gone to decay,
And the old cedar grove is no more.
And dear little Nell I shall ne'er see again
Till we meet on that bright golden snore.
When the lessons were learned and the book laid away,
On her finger I placed the ring,
And I dreamt of the day when she'd be my bride,
As we rocked to and fro in the swing.
But the dream It soon vanished; they laid her to rest
Where the blossoms first bloomed in the Spring;
And the ebb-tide of memory to-night takes me buck
To the grave and the old grape-vine swing.-Refrain.
But time with its hand can never erase
That one spot in memn'ry dear-
The old cedar-grove, the grave and the swing,
And the brook that has murmured for years.
It was music to me in my boyhood's bright days,
And in memory it always seems near;
It's the little green spot where bright fancy can twine;
In my heart 'twill be ever held dear.-Refrain.