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.