There's a little brown road

Winding over the hill

To a little white cot by the sea;

There's a little green gate

At whose trellis I wait,

While two eyes o' blue

Come smiling' through

At me!

There's a grey lock or two

In the brown of the hair,

There's some silver in mine too, I see,

But in all the long years,

When the clouds brought their tears,

Those two eyes o' blue

Kept smiling' through

At me!

And if ever I'm left

In this world all alone,

I shall wait for my call patiently;

For if Heaven be kind,

I shall wake there to find

Those two eyes o' blue

Still smiling' through

At me!

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