A thousand miles from home

S. Foster

Far from the childhood's scene, with weary steps I roam;

Laden with the weight of care, a thousand miles from home;

Old times return to me,

Days of pleasure nights of glee;

While I'm beyond the sea a thousand miles from home.

A thousand miles from home.

Oh! how the heart will droop, a thousand miles from home.

Where are those early hopes, that made my footsteps stray;

Faded while summer bowers, are blooming on my way;

Sweet song of birds I hear

Childhood's voices bright and clear;

All fail my soul to cheer a thousand miles from home.

A thousand miles from home.

Oh! how the heart will droop, a thousand miles from home.