MIST UPON THE MORNING
As sung by Foster & Allen

Softly like the mist upon the morning
Comes the mem'ry of your tender voice and smile.
Well, it seems an age since we embraced each other
On that morning when we parted for a while.
I squandered all the time when I had plenty
For a dream we shared before I left to roam.
Do you think that if I packed my bags tomorrow,
Would you welcome me if I came back home?

Well, I met some friends have lived here for a while now,
Lots of smiles when I was young and green.
They showed me how to live here in the city,
Went to all the crazy parties to be seen.
Now the money that we both saved soon departed,
And with it all the friendly smiles as well.
Now the only thing that's left of your great hero
Is a broken pride and a sad tale for to tell.

Well, I guess I'm not cut out for this old city,
And I've learned a lot about myself; that's true.
I left everything I loved to learn my lesson.
Now it seems the only friend I have is you.
Do you think that we could start the whole thing over,
And share the things we used to share before?
I'll be home when I can get the fare together,
For I'd love to see your tender smile once more.

Softly like the mist upon the morning
Comes the mem'ry of your tender voice and smile;
Well, it seems an age since we embraced each other,
On that morning when we parted for a while.
Do you think that we could start the whole thing over,
And share the things we used to share before?
I'll be home when I can get the fare together,
For I'd love to see your tender smile once more?