A sentimental piece written for a 1913 Yale fraternity banquet.
words by Stoddard King
music by Zo Elliott
The sheet music:
Accompaniment:
Lyrics
- Nights are growing very lonely, days are very long
I’m a-growing weary only, list’ning for your song
Old remembrances are thronging, thro’ my memory
Till it seems the world is full of dreams, just to call you back to me
Chorus
There’s a long, long trail a-winding
Into the land of my dreams
Where the nightingales are singing
And a white moon beams
There’s a long, long night of waiting
Until my dreams all come true
Till the day when I’ll be going
Down, that long, long trail with you
- All night long I hear you calling, calling sweet and low
Seem to hear your footsteps falling, everywhere I go
Tho’ the road between us stretches, many a weary mile
I forget that you’re not with me yet, when I think I see you smile
Sung here by Fred Feild: