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From: "Jean R." <>
Subject: Stephen Collins FOSTER - "The Voices That Are Gone" - PA-born w/Derry roots
Date: Thu, 8 Dec 2005 21:12:11 -0800


"The Voices That Are Gone" (1865)
Words and Music by Stephen Collins Foster, 1826-1864

1.
When the twilight shades fall o'er me
And the evening star appears
Memory brings the past before me
Joys and sorrows, smiles and tears.
Then again bright eyes are gleaming
With the love once in them shone
Then like music music heard when dreaming
Come the voices that are gone.

CHORUS
Once again bright eyes are gleaming
with the light that in them shone
Then like music heard when dreaming
Come the voices that are gone.

2.
Sweet as wood dove's note when calling
To her mate as night draws on,
Soft as snow flake lightly falling
Come the voices that are gone.
Voices heard in days of childhood
Softly at the hour of prayer,
Or loud ringing through the wildwood
When the young heart knew no care.

(CHORUS)

3.
So when life's bright sun is setting
And its day is well nigh done,
May there be no vain regretting
Over memories I would shun;
But when death is o'er, to meet me
May some much-lov'd forms come on,
And the first sounds that shall greet me
Be the voices that were gone!

(CHORUS)

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