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LITTLE DARLING, PAL OF MINE (A. P. Carter?, c. 1927-28) In the night, while you lay sleeping, Dreaming of your amber skies, Was a poor boy broken-hearted, Listening to the winds that sigh. CHO: My little darling, oh, how I love you! How I love you, none can tell. In your heart you love another, Little darling, pal of mine. Many a day, with you I've rambled. Happy hours with you I've spent. For I had your heart forever, But I find it's only lent. There's just three things I could wish for: That's my casket, shroud, and grave. And when I'm dead, don't weep for me, Just kiss these lips that you betrayed. filename[ LITDARL  8note Sheet |
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