Here's another, with an additional verse:

THE OLD SUNDAY DINNER

Sweet, fragrant and gay were the dear days departed
It carries me back to the land of my dream
When I was a young man, both gay and lighthearted
And cares came and went like the happy moonbeam
O tis well that I know, and I'll always remember,
The little thatched cottage and turf fire aglow
The peace and goodwill and the month of December
And the old Sunday dinner a long time ago

Refrain:
Our table was set with the best we could boast of
And our bread was as light as the first fall of snow
There was plenty for twenty and we made the most of
The old Sunday dinner a long time ago

When Saturday night came my father and mother
Would each go to market but would not stay long
And I would be left in the care of my brother
And he, the poor fellow, would sing me a song
And when they'd return with baskets oerflowin
We'd each get an apple and wantin to know
What we'd have for dinner, what hints they'd be throwin
At the old Sunday dinner a long time ago

(Refrain)

O tis many's the year since I last saw that cottage
That shelters my brothers, my sisters and all
The fiddles, the flutes and melodeons were ringin
It all seems so sad now but sweet to recall
But the old folk are gone and the fiddles lie idle
No more on the hearthstone the dancers will go
My brothers are scattered but I'm sure they'd remember
The old Sunday dinner a long time ago

(Refrain)


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