There are days so dark that I seek in vain For the face of my own true love But the darkness hides, she is there to guide By the light of the moon above
Oh the lonesome pine, oh the lonsome pine Where I met that sweetheart of mine With her hand in mine, and our hearts entwined As we stroll through the lonesome pine
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Bright stars above, two sweethearts in love As we sing to the cooing doves She has brought me back to that mountain shack By the touch of her hand in love
Oh the lonesome pine, oh the lonsome pine Where I met that sweetheart of mine With her hand in mine, and our hearts entwined As we stroll through the lonesome pine