WHEN THE LIGHT IS TURNED AWAY DOWN LOW.
Copyright, 1896, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by O. L. Spaulding.
Dave you ever sat and pondered in the evening all alone,
When the light is turned away down low,
And in the dusky silence dreamed of friends you long have known,
When the light is turned away down low;
How your thoughts will stray and wander, in a reminiscent flight,
Till from out the flitting shadows comes a vision fair and bright,
Then you settle back contented, and dream on in pure delight,
When the light is turned away down low.
Gazing through a veil of years at her you most adore,
Thinking of the happy past, the golden days of yore,
Days that you would fain recall from out the long ago,
Dreaming when the light is turned away down low.
For you seem to see before you once again a girlish face,
And the light is turned away down low;
You are seated close beside her in the old familiar place,
While the light is turned away down low:
You have plighted troth together, and the moment reigns supreme,
When a tiny voice awakes you from your retrospective theme.
Then you kiss your babe, whose mother was the vision in your dream,
And the light is turned away down low.- Chorus.