Poems (Freston)/The Old Refrain
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THE OLD REFRAIN
In my firelit room I sit alone,
Touching my loved guitar,
While memory brings me the tender tone
Of a song oft heard in days agone
'Neath the silvery light of a Southern moon,
In a mystic land afar.
And I float o'er the rippling waves again,
While my heart beats time to the old refrain.
Touching my loved guitar,
While memory brings me the tender tone
Of a song oft heard in days agone
'Neath the silvery light of a Southern moon,
In a mystic land afar.
And I float o'er the rippling waves again,
While my heart beats time to the old refrain.
So, hand in hand, together we go, never to part, ah no, ah no!
Forever together sweetheart, sweetheart, never to part, never to part!
Forever together sweetheart, sweetheart, never to part, never to part!
And I float again in the realm of bliss,
That was mine, all mine, in the olden time,
When I ruled as a queen o'er a heart, a heart!
When joy and I went hand in hand,
With wings unfurled o'er a sunlit world,
And were never an hour apart.
But it does not stay—joy does not stay!
Like the firelight, it flashes and fades away,
And I tenderly touch the strings again,
While my heart beats time to the old refrain.
That was mine, all mine, in the olden time,
When I ruled as a queen o'er a heart, a heart!
When joy and I went hand in hand,
With wings unfurled o'er a sunlit world,
And were never an hour apart.
But it does not stay—joy does not stay!
Like the firelight, it flashes and fades away,
And I tenderly touch the strings again,
While my heart beats time to the old refrain.
Forever together, sweetheart, sweetheart! Never to part, never to part!
Never to part! ah no! ah no!
Never to part! ah no! ah no!