Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’

When the curtains of night are pinned back by the stars,
And the beautiful moon leaps the skies,
And the dewdrops of heaven are kissing the rose,
It is then that my memory flies 

As if on the wings of some beautiful dove
In haste with the message it bears
To bring you a kiss of affection and say:
I’ll remember you, love, in my prayers.

Go where you will, on land or on sea,
I’ll share all your sorrows and cares;
And at night, when I kneel by my bedside to pray
I’ll remember you, love, in my prayers. 

I have loved you too fondly to ever forget
The love you have spoken to me;
And the kiss of affection still warm on my lips
When you told me how true you would be. 

I know not if fortune be fickle or friend,
Or if time on your memory wears;
I know that I love you wherever you roam,
And remember you, love, in my prayers. 

When angels in heaven are guarding the good,
As God has ordained them to do,
In answer to prayers I have offered to Him,
I know there is one watching you. 

And may its bright spirit be with you through life
To guide you up heaven’s bright stairs,
And meet with the one who has loved you so true
And remembered you, love, in her prayers.


Sung by Ann Breen (2:22)



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Jeanie With The Light Brown Hair

I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air;
I see her tripping where the bright streams play,
Happy as the daisies that dance on her way.
Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour,
Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o’er:
Oh! I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
Floating like a vapor, on the summer air. 

I long for Jeanie with the day-dawn smile,
Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile;
I hear her melodies, like joys gone by,
Sighing round my heart o’er the fond hopes that die: –
Sighing like the wind and sobbing like the rain, –
Wailing for the lost one that comes not again:
Oh, I long for Jeanie, and my heart bows low,
Never more to find her where the bright waters flow. 


sung by Richard Crooks (3:41)


There are a number of versions of the lyrics.

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     How Can I Sing?

I want to sing lyrics, lyrics,
   Mad as a brook in spring;
I want to shout the music
   Of flushed adventuring. 

But how can I sing lyrics?
   I who have seen to-day
The stoop of factory women,
   The children kept from play.. 

And on an open hilltop,
   Where the cloak of the sky is wide,
Have seen a tree of terror
   Where a black man died. 

I want to sing lyrics, lyrics,
   But these have hushed my song.
I am mute at the world’s great sadness,
   And stark at the world’s great wrong.

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