American Old Time Song Lyrics: 30 Her Bright Smile Haunts Me Still

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 30

Her Bright Smile Haunts Me Still.

'Tis years since last we met, and we may not meet again;
I have draggled to forget, but that struggle was in vain-
For her voice lives on the breeze, and her spirit comes at w I'll;
In the midnight, on the seas. her bright smile haunts me still.
For her voice lives on the breeze, and her spirit comes at will;
In the midnight, on the seas, her bright smile haunts me still.

At the first sweet dawn of light, when I gaze upon the deep.
Her form still greets my sight, while the stars their vigils keep.
When I close mine aching eyes, sweet dreams my senses till;
And from sleep a hen I arise her bright smile haunts me still.
When I close mine aching eyes sweet dreams my senses fill;
And from sleep when I arise her bright smile haunts me still.

I have sailed 'neath alien skies, I have trod the desert path;
I have seen the storm arise like a giant in his wrath;
Every danger I have known that a reckless life can fill;
Yet her presence is not flown, her bright smile haunts me still.
Every danger I have known that a reckless lift can fill;
Yet her presence is not flown, her bright smile haunts me still.