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11 Sep 13 - 12:19 PM (#3558116) Subject: Lyr Add: COMRADES, FILL NO GLASS FOR ME (Foster) From: Q (Frank Staplin) Lyr. Add: COMRADES, FILL NO GLASS FOR ME Stephen Collins Foster, 1855 1 Oh! comrades, fill no glass for me To drown my soul in liquid flame, For if I drink, the toast should be To blighted fortune, health and fame. Yet, though I long to quell the strife, That passion holds against my life, Still, boon companions may ye be, But comrades, fill no glass for me. Still, boon companions may ye be, But comrades, fill no glass for me. 2 I know a breast that once was light Whose patient sufferings need my care. I know a hearth that once was bright, But drooping hopes have nestled there. Then while the tear drops nightly steal From wounded hearts that I should heal, Though boon companions ye may be, Oh! comrades, fill no glass for me. Though boon companions ye may be, Oh! comrades, fill no glass for me. 3 When I was young I felt the tide Of aspirations undefiled. But manhood's years have wronged the pride My parents centered in their child. Then, by a mother's sacred tear, By all that memory should revere, Though boon companions ye may be, Oh! comrades, fill no glass for me. Though boon companions ye may be, Oh! comrades, fill no glass for me. http://www.stephen-foster-songs.de/foster043.htm |
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12 Sep 13 - 11:33 AM (#3558392) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Comrades Fill No Glass For Me (Foster) From: Q (Frank Staplin) Foster had problems with alcohol, but the song speaks more of failings in general. One of his best songs. There is a good rendition by Nelson Eddy on youtube. |