Titres les plus populaires de Bill Thwing
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Jenny, Jenny, I see you coming down the trail
The moon is bright in the sky tonight
Through the sky it steals
Through clouds which hang on the mountain peaks
It sparkles the dew beneath our feet
And calls to us in a voice so sweet
Jenny's coming home
Jenny, Jenny I hear you coming through the trees
The wind blows softly in our ears
A soft caressing breeze
Down from the glaciers on mountains high
Through pine-scented forests on Rundles side
Into the valley where the Bow River winds
Jenny's coming home
Jenny, Jenny, I feel you coming through my genes
We've been waiting a long long time
Many lifetimes it seems
But now you're here and the wind grows still
The moon comes to rest all over the hill
And the sun burst forth as you know it will
Jenny's coming home
Jenny's coming home
Writer(s): William Cullen Thwing
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