There’s a Long, Long Trail A-Winding

There's a long, long trail a-winding

Into the land of my dreams,

Where 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.

There's a long, long trail a-winding

Into the land of my dreams,

Where 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.