Frank Fairfield - To The Sweey Sunny South текст песни

Take me home to the place where I first saw the light
To the sweet sunny south, take me home
Where the mockingbird sings me to sleep every night
Oh why was I tempted to rome

I think with regret of the dear ones I have left
And the warm ones that cherished me there
Of the wife and the loved ones whom I'm bereft
And the sight of the old place again

Take me back to the place where my little ones sleep
And old ma she lies dead nearby
O'er the graves of my loved ones I'm longing to weep
Among them to rest when I die

Take me back to the meadow where that orange tree grows
To my cot in the evergreen shade
Where the flowers from the river's green margins they grow
They are sweet on the banks where we play

Oh the path to our cottage they say has grown green
And the place is quite lonesome around
And I know that the smiles and the forms I have seen
Now lie in the cold mossy ground

Take me back to the place where my little ones sleep
And old ma she lies dead nearby
O'er the grave of my loved ones I'm longing to weep
Among them to rest when I die