MY HOME OF LONG AGO.
Copyright, 1898, by Consolidated Music Pub. Ass'n.
Words by Maurice Shapiro. Music by Harry von Tilzer.
Last night I dreamt I saw again my home of long ago.
The shady lane, the babbling brook, the woods that I loved so.
The meadow and the cornfield, the valley and the hill,
The same old trees and flowers all seemed to grow there still,
I saw the little homestead, where as a child I used to play.
The same old school-house down the road, the church across the way,
And in the village church-yard, beneath a mould of clay.
There lay the one that I loved best, near my old home far away.
My home, my dear old home: my home. in days of yore;
Sad recollections hover 'round me forevermore,
And in my dreams I see again the place that I loved so,
Where as a child I used to roam, my home of long ago.
'Twas standing by the old school-house I saw Nell long ago,
I loved her then, when first we met, 'twas there I told her so;
The stream flows by the school-house, the birds sing Just as gay;
Their song has lost their sweetness since Nell has passed away,
And in my dreams I saw her stand as she stood in days gone by,
The same old smile was on her face, the love light in net eye;
She told me that she loved me as on that summer day
She promised that she'd be my wife, in the old home far away.-Cho.