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There's a long, long trail a-winding Into the land of my dreams, Where the nightingales are singing And the 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 That long, long trail with you.
Mar 4, 2014 · Theres A Long Long Trail A Winding Sung By John McCormack - YouTube. WW1Photos. 8.1K subscribers. 540. 63K views 10 years ago. Compiled by http://www.WW1Photos.com Lyrics and MP3...
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;
Apr 7, 2017 · The boys were singing, and they were singing a song written by a Yale man: ‘There’s a long, long trail a-winding to the land of my dreams.’ That is the most popular song in the British army today.”
May 5, 2014 · Theres A Long Long Trail A Winding From Oh What A Lovely War! WW1Photos. 8.03K subscribers. 295. 35K views 10 years ago. Lyrics available at https://ww1photos.com/WW1MusicAndSong......
Sep 20, 2019 · There's a long, long trail a-winding. As part of their centenary celebrations, Chapel Male Voice Choir performed a series of World War One-themed concerts. A grant from The...
Jul 31, 2010 · There's a long, long trail a-winding Into the land of my dreams, Where the nightingale is singing And a white moon beams.
Reproduced below are the lyrics to the popular sentimental anthem, There's A Long, Long Trail A-Winding. Written in 1915, its words were penned by Stoddard King and its music by Alonzo "Zo" Elliott; the song proved popular among America's newly-departed Doughboys.
The boys were singing, and they were singing a song written by a Yale man: ‘There’s a long, long trail a-winding to the land of my dreams.’. That is the most popular song in the British army today.”. One of those at the Somme was an Englishman serving in the Canadian Field Artillery, Lieutenant Coningsby Dawson.
[Marching Chorus]: 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, That long, long trail with you.
