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Thread #72897 Message #1260011
Posted By: harpgirl
30-Aug-04 - 02:35 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: The Old Musician and his Harp
Subject: Lyr Add: The Old Musician and his Harp
The Old Musician and His Harp
Years have come and passed away; Golden locks have turned to gray; Golden ringlets once so fair Time has changed to silvery hair. Yes, I've neared the river side Soon I'll launch upon its tide- Soon my boat with noiseless oar Safe will pass to yonder shore.
Chorus Bring my harp to me again; Let me sing a gentle strain- Let me hear its chords once more Ere I pass to yon bright shore.
Oh! those chords, with magic power, Take me back to childhood's hour, To that cot beside the sea Where I knelt at mother's knee. But that mother, she has gone; Calm she sleeps beneath the stone While I wander here alone Sighing for a brighter home.
Chorus
Soon I'll be among the blest, Where the weary are at rest; Soon I'll tread the golden shore Singing praises evermore. Now my boat is on the stream; I can see its water's gleam; Soon I'll be where angels roam- Dear old Harp, I'm going home.