Harry McAuliffe, Bobby Gregory
| TEXTY - LYRICS Lonesome Station |
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- Don't forget me, little darling, while I'm growing old and gray.
Just a little thought before I'm going far away;
I'll be waiting on the hillside where the wild red roses grow,
On the sunny side of the mountain where the rippling waters flow.
- Don't forget about the days we courted many years ago.
Don't forget those promises you made me and so.
It's been so long, dear, since I've seen you, but my love still lingers on
Don't forget me, little darling, thought our love affair seems gone.
- Tell me, darling, in your letter, do you ever think of me?
I've wandered, little darling, wondered where you could be.
I'll be waiting on the hillside on the day when you will call.
On the sunny side of the mountain where the rippling waters fall.