Hear what they say Before you leave today Words with a sway That may prompt you to stay For your path will be longer And the going harder, so much harder Each step you take Along the long and lonely way
Why won’t you stay? Watch the children play Not much left to say Before you drift astray If only to remind her While under this sulky oak tree That we once had planted One September long ago
While I hold her Are those her tears now Falling on my shoulder And there’s no point I should scold her For she has turned away
Now she has gone How to remain strong Sulking under our tree Waiting on her call to tea But the leaves have all gone now And the world grown cold and colder With the branches bare No one else to care I’m left there Without a prayer Not even …… Nothing left to share Just wishing you were there
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