Love's Old Sweet Song
Words G. Clifton Bingham Music J. L. Molloy

Once in the dear dead days beyond recall,
When on the world the mist began to fall,
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng,
Love in our hearts love sang an old sweet song;
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam,
Softly it wove itself into our dream.

Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flick'ring shadows softly come and go,
Though the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes
Love's old song, comes Love's old sweet song.

Even to day we lear Love's song of yore,
Deep in our hearts it dwells forwver more
Footsteps may falter, weary grow the way
Still we can hear it at the close of day,
So till the end, when life's dim shadows fall,
Love will be found the sweetest song of all.

Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low,
And the flick'ring shadows softly come and go,
Though the heart be weary, sad the day and long,
Still to us at twilight comes Love's old song,
Comes Love's old sweet song.....

M. D. Swisher, Philadelphia, Chicago. ND.