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17 November 2005


I Dream of Home So Often
And The One That I Adore
My Slippers There
Neath The Old Armchair
And The Carpet On The Floor

I’m Dreaming Too, Of The Days We Spent
In Sundays pleasant Toil
Sowing Seeds,
And Pulling Weeds
Or Digging Up The Soil

I’m Dreaming Too, Of Winters Nights
Sat Round A Roaring Fire,
A Cup Of Tea
Upon My Knee,
And You My Hearts Desire

But Most Of All I’m Dreaming Of
The One I Long To See
My Darling Wife
In Peace Or Strife
Means All The World To Me

And May God Grant That One Day Soon
My Dreams Will Still Be True
And May He Speed
The Day Indeed
When I’ll Be Greeting You

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