Old Home Day

Lyrics
Go my songs! Draw Daphnis from the city A minor tune from Todd's opera house Comes to me as I cross the square, there We boys used to shout the songs that rouse The hearts of the brave and fair As we march along down Main street, behind the village band The dear old trees, with their arch of leaves Seem to grasp us by the hand While we step along to the tune of an Irish song Glad but wistful sounds the old church bell For underneath's a note of sadness "Old home town" farewell A cornеr lot, a white picket fencе Daisies almost everywhere, there We boys used to play "One old cat," And base hits filled the summer air As we march along on Main street Of that "Down East" Yankee town Comes a sign of life From the "3rd Corps" fife - strains of an old breakdown; While we step along to the tune of it's Irish song Comes another sound we all know well It takes us way back forty years That little red schoolhouse bell As we march along down Main street, behind the village band The dear old trees, with their arch of leaves Seem to grasp us by the hand While we step along to the tune of an Irish song Glad but wistful sounds the old church bell For underneath's a note of sadness "Old home town" farewell
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Credits
- Writers
- Charles Ives