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2 He'll come home with tears and pleading-
And ask me to forget. [words,
Can I be his, while he is mine
And cause him one regret? My heart may break, but for his sake
1'11 do all I can do; He'll come home, he'll not forget me,
For his word is always true. |
3 He'll come home with sorrow on his
That none but he can know, [heart With pangs of thot', how dearly bought!
And fears of coming woe; He'll feel the cost of days now lost
That time can ne'er renew, He'll come home, he'll not forget me,
For his word is always true. |
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