Слова

So long, goodbye, and farewell
To a love of which luck would tell
There your body laid as we gathered and prayed
Safe journey to rest 'neath that heavenly shade
Lucille, I'll miss you dear friend
And long to reunite once again
And the sun blessed the mass through the old colored glass
As a train whistled past down the railroad tracks
I played an old fiddle waltz
To carry the prayer past the walls
And the melody I played would linger and fade
With you down the tracks such a living has laid
Lucille, I'll miss you dear friend
And long to reunite once again
And the sun blessed the mass through the old colored glass
As a train whistled past down the railroad tracks
Written by: Joe Macheret
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