American Old Time Song Lyrics: 40 Memories Of The Old Homestead
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 40
Memories of the Old Homestead.
Copyright, 1893, by Frank Harding.
Written and Composed by Anthony J. Gray.
I sit to-night in silent thought und think of days gone by,
I can picture our old homestead as it stood 'mid fields of rye;
A brother and a sister dear, a father old and gray.
Sweet mem'ry brings me back to when I heard my mother say:
Good night, good night, sleep well, my darling,
Mother will watch and pray that no harm befall thee;
Good night, good night, sleep well, my treasure,
Good night, baby darling, good night.
Good night, sleep well, sweet one.
Though far away 'mid strangers now in foreign lands I roam,
I have still the recollection of my boyhood's happy home;
The lessons that poor father taught when done with childish play,
When tired out my mother she in accents soft would say;- Chorus.
The village church where oft I've walked upon a Sabbath morn,
And listened to those joyous bells that echoed thro' the corn;
And in the still of eventide to God above I bow.
And listened to my mother's words, methinks I hear them now.- Chorus.