Lyr Req: Home (George Horton)

Subject: RE: Lyr Req:If I could but live with my own sweetheart
From: Big Al Whittle
Date: 22 Mar 08 - 05:39 AM

I dunno - the sanded floor sounds a bit rough. you can get laminate tiles with wood effect these days. Its rustic enough for most people.

Subject: Lyr Add: HOME (George Horton)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 21 Mar 08 - 11:19 PM

Found at a genealogy web site:

HOME
George Horton

The prince rode up to the palace gates
And his eyes with tears are dim,
For he thinks of the beggar maiden sweet
Who never may wed with him,
For home is where the heart is,
In dwelling great or small,
And there's many a splendid palace
That's never a home at all.

The yeoman comes to his little cot
With a song when day is done,
For his dearie is standing in the door
And his children to meet him run,
For home is where the heart is,
In dwelling great or small,
And there's many a stately mansion
That's never a home at all.

Could I but live with my own sweetheart
In a hut with sanded floor,
I'd be richer far than a loveless man
With fame and a golden store.
For home is where the heart is.
In dwelling great or small,
And a cottage lighted by lovelight
Is the dearest home of all.

[A version of this appears in The Speaker, a quarterly magazine from 1910-11.]

Subject: RE: Title Request: Please help
From: wildlone
Date: 14 Jan 00 - 07:35 PM

refreshing in the hope it may bring results

Subject: RE: Title Request: Please help
From: SeanM
Date: 13 Jan 00 - 10:39 PM

Sorry to sound the same note, but future requests might get better results with a snatch of the lyrics in the header...

Can't personally help, but I'll refresh this for you in hopes someone else can.

M

Subject: Title Request: Please help
From: Joyce
Date: 13 Jan 00 - 01:32 PM

I recently saw a documentary with interviews of individuals 100 years old or older, and one of them sang/spoke the following lyrics:

If I could but live with my own sweetheart in a hut with a sanded floor,
I'd be richer far than many a man with kingdom and gold in store.

For home is where the heart is in a dwelling great or small,
but a cottage lit by lovelight is the dearest home of all.

If you know the song title, or who has recorded it, or even the rest of the lyrics, please let me know.

Thanks for your help.

Joyce