There's a long, long trail a-winding

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  • Опубліковано 30 січ 2025

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  • @1busybeekeeper
    @1busybeekeeper Рік тому +5

    A song to be forever remembered, my dear "Old" Dad served in the "Great War" and as did his brother, My grandmother must have been one of the Few who sent two sons off to War and Both returned,, not too many families had the good fortune, But both returned "Scarred" from the experiences.

  • @nissimhadassahlerner4720
    @nissimhadassahlerner4720 4 роки тому +10

    Thank you. My Father used to sing this to me at night when he tucked me into bed

  • @Kathleen-t8y
    @Kathleen-t8y 2 місяці тому

    My great grandfather sent 2 sons and a grandson off to war and lost all 3 of them as they all perished at the battle of the Somme what a terrible time that must of been so heartbreaking for him and the family it happened long before i was born but it breaks my heart just thinking about it 😢😢😢😢😢😢

  • @stephenmorse8811
    @stephenmorse8811 3 роки тому +5

    Beautifully arranged and sung. Quite possibly my favourite nostalgic song.

  • @theshaydedlotus3128
    @theshaydedlotus3128 Рік тому +2

    This is probably the best rendition of this song I've found so far.

  • @1busybeekeeper
    @1busybeekeeper Рік тому +3

    Dad severed as the Company Artificer in the Machine Gun Corps, Uncle Leo, in the Royal Engineers!

  • @tomasnavaro9024
    @tomasnavaro9024 3 роки тому +1

    Hi, I'm not years old enough to remember that. But I think the text speaks for itself. Thank you

  • @fredschultz6468
    @fredschultz6468 2 роки тому +1

    Coral singing at it's best, a beautiful male choir.

  • @pur2412ple
    @pur2412ple 2 роки тому +1

    Beautiful

  • @MasterSanders17
    @MasterSanders17 3 місяці тому

    Lyric:
    Nights are growing very lonely,
    Days are very long;
    I’m a-growing weary only
    List’ning for your song.
    Old remembrances are thronging
    Thro’ my memory.
    Thronging till it seems
    The world is full of dreams
    Just to call you back to me.
    There’s a long, long trail a-winding
    Into the land of my dreams,
    Where the nightingales are singing
    And a white moon beams:
    There’s a long, long night of waiting
    Until my dreams all come true;
    Till the day when I’ll be going down
    The long, long trail with you.
    All night long I hear you calling,
    Calling sweet and low;
    Seem to hear your footsteps falling
    Ev’rywhere I go.
    Tho’ the road between us stretches
    Many a weary mile.
    Somehow I forget
    That you’re not with me yet
    When I think I see you smile.

  • @JDsalvo123
    @JDsalvo123 8 днів тому

    A came here after watching an episode of mash