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On the of the Wabash, Far Away
Written by Dresser
Composed by Paul

'Round my Indiana wave the cornfields,
In the distance loom the woodlands and cool.
Oftentimes my thoughts to scenes of childhood,
I first received my lessons, nature's school.
But one there is missing in the picture,
Without her face it so incomplete.
I long to see my in the doorway,
As she there years ago, her boy to greet.

Oh, the fair tonight along the Wabash,
From the fields there comes the of new mown hay.
the sycamores the candle lights are gleaming,
On the of the Wabash, far away.

years have passed since I strolled by the river,
Arm in arm, sweetheart Mary by my side,
It was there I tried to tell her that I her,
It was I begged of her to be my bride.
years have passed since I strolled thro' there churchyard.
She's sleeping there, my angel, dear,
I loved her, but she I didn't mean it,
I'd give my future were she only here.