Day by Day, Years Have Rolled On.
Copyright, MDCCCXC1V, by Henry J. Wehman.
Words and Music by Harry S. Miller.
She stood alone, by her seashore home, as she waved her hand adieu;
Her sailor boy, her pride and joy, was sailing far from view;
With heavy heart she had watched depart her love with spirits light;
He sailed away that summer's day 'mid flags and colors bright,
But, day by day, years have, rolled on-day by day she sings this song:
I'll he true through joy or tears, ever true 'mid hopes or fears;
I'll be true, my love, to you, though we may not meet for years;
I'll be true, be true, my love, to you, to you;
I'll be true, my love, to you, through pleasure or tears.
One winter's night, by the fireside bright, she saw her lover, the same-
So brave and bold-as days of old, had come to her again:
She cried, with joy, "Oh, my sailor boy, what weary years I've seen "-
And ere he spoke, she then awoke, and found 'twas but a dream,
But, day by day, years have rolled on-day by day she sings this song: - Chorus.