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THE GIRLS AT HOME (Henry Clay Work) When the day light fades on the tented field, And the camp fire cheerfully burns, Then the soldier's thought like a carrier dove, To his own loved home returns; Like a carrier dove, a carrier dove, And gleams be yond the foam, So a light springs up in the soldier's heart As he thinks of the Girls at Home. When the shadows dance on the canvas walls And the camp with melody rings; 'Tis the good old song of the Stripes and Stars That the fireside circle sings. Of the Stripes and Stars, the Stripes and Stars For love of which they roam; But the final song and the sweetest one is he song of the Girls at Home. Now the silver rays of a setting moon Thro' the lofty sycamores creep, And the fires burn low and the sentries watch O'er the armed host asleep. And the sentries watch, he sentries watch Till morning gilds the dome Till the rattling drum shall the sleepers rouse From their dream of the Girls at Home From Songs of Henry Clay Work, Work @soldier @home @American @war @Civil filename[ GIRLHOME TUNE FILE: GIRLHOME CLICK TO PLAY RG apr96  8note Sheet |
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