Long, Long Ago
Long, Long Ago | |
Thomas Haynes Bayly, ca. 1830
| Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago; long, long ago. Sing me the songs I delighted to hear Long, long ago; long ago. Now you are come, all my grief is removed. Let me forget that so long you have roved. Let me believe that you love as you loved, Long, long ago; long ago. | 2. Do you remember the path where we met? Long, long ago; long, long ago. Ah yes, you told me you ne'er would forget. Long, long ago; long go. Then to all others, my smile you preferred. Still my heart treasures the praises I heard. Still my heart treasures the praises I heard. Long, long ago; long ago. |
| 3. Though by your kindness my fond hopes were raised, Long, long ago; long, long ago. You, by more eloquent lips have been praised, Long, long ago; long ago. But by long absence your truth has been tried. Still to your accent I listen with pride. Blest as I was when I sat by your side, Long, long ago; long ago. |