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My darling, come to me, sit you down easily,
And rest awhile near the soft fire light, cold is the night;
But warm is my heart with pride, having you by my side,
You're still my guiding light, after a-all these years.
Your soft assuring ways, the rock I lean on,
Saw me through my darkest days, when all hope had go-o-one;
You're still the only one I'll ever hold near,
And I love you, after a-all these years.
Time from me passes on, and I'm growing old,
A lifetime nearly gone, I cannot unfold nights dark and cold;
But warm is your hand in mine, feeble with aimless time,
The light of love still shines, after a-all these years.
Your soft assuring ways, the rock I lean on,
Saw me through my darkest days, when all hope had go-o-one;
You're still the only one, I'll ever hold near,
And I love you, after a-all these years.
I love you, after a-all these years.