American Old Time Song Lyrics: 36 When The Swallows Homeward Fly

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 36

When the Swallows Homeward Fly.

When the swallows homeward fly, when the roses scattered lie,
When, from neither hill nor dale, chants the silvery nightingale-
In these words my bleeding heart would to thee its grief impart:
Shall we ever meet again? parting, ah, parting, parting is paint
Parting, ah, parting, parting is pain!

When the white swan southward roves, there to seek the orange groves,
When the red tints of the West prove the sun has gone to rest-
In these words my bleeding heart, would to thee its grief impart:
Shall we ever meet again, parting, ah, parting, parting is pain!
Parting, ah, parting, parting is pain!

Oh, poor heart! whate'er befall, there is rest for thee and all
That on earth which fades away, comes again in bright array-
In these words my bleeding heart would to thee its grief impart:
Shall we ever meet again? parting, ah, parting, parting is pain!
Parting, ah, parting, parting is pain!