It's a long long road to wander all alone.
It's a cold cold wind hear it moan.
Crying like a lost child out in the night.
Searching for the way and looking for the light.
Back in the days when we were happy
Our love was the warmth and the light.
But now the dark shadows are falling
And day is quickly fading into night.
When the sun goes down behind the mountain
And the chilly wind is blowing through the pines.
How often do I think about my darling
And the sunny garden where the roses twine.
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