The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book/Good-Bye
For works with similar titles, see Good-Bye.
47—GOOD-BYE
Falling leaf, and fading tree,Lines of white in a sullen sea,Shadows rising on you and me,Shadows rising on you and me.The swallows are making them ready to fly,Wheeling out on a windy sky.Good-bye, Summer! Good-bye, Good-bye! Good-bye, Summer Good-bye, Good-bye!
Hush! a voice from the far-a-way!Listen and learn, it seems to say,All the to-morrows shall be as to-day,All the to-morrows shall be as to-day.The cord is frayed—the cruse is dry,The link must break, and the lamp must die.Good-bye to Hope! Good-bye, Good-bye!Good-bye to Hope! Good-bye, Good-bye!
What are we waiting for? Oh, my heart!Kiss me straight on the brow!And part! Again! Again! my heart!What are we waiting for, you and I?A pleading look—a stifled cryGood-bye, for ever! good-bye for ever!Good-bye, Good-bye, Good-bye!