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On the Trail of Love |
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BOY, WILL YOU CARE?
Onct, twilight time, we's out an' she Jes' looks away—away from me, Into the fadin' sunset range, An' then I sees her sweet face change, An' that sad look come driftin' there, An' then she says : "Boy, will you care, When I jes' fade like that there light Is soft a-fadin' into night?"
An' I jes' laffs an' answers back, "Don't you no borrowed trubble pack, An' cross no cricks or fords, my dear, When they be miles away from here." An' sort o' like she was a kid, Around her one big arm I slid, An' gathers her up close to me, An' speakin' out some suddenly: "Jes' let the blamed old sunset fade, The dawn's a-comin', who's afraid? Fer time or age or anything, That the dark future has to spring, Sees me the same an' that is true, Fer, by the way, I jes' love you." |
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