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http://webapp1.dlib.indiana.edu/inharmony/detail.do?action=detail&fullItemID=/lilly/devincent/LL-SDV-246029&queryNumber=5 | [http://webapp1.dlib.indiana.edu/inharmony/detail.do?action=detail&fullItemID=/lilly/devincent/LL-SDV-246029&queryNumber=5 First edition] at Indiana Library | ||
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There's a little brown road windin' over the hill | |||
To a little white cot by the sea; | |||
There's a little green gate at whose trellis I wait, | |||
While two eyes o' blue come smilin' through at me! | |||
There's a gray lock or two in the brown of the hair, | |||
There's some silver in mine, too, I see; | |||
But in all the long years when the clouds brought their tears, | |||
Those two eyes o' blue kept smilin' through at me! | |||
And if ever I'm left in this world all alone, | |||
I shall wait for my call patiently; | |||
For if Heaven be kind, I shall wake there to find | |||
Those two eyes of blue still smilin' through at me! | |||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Early 20th century music]] | [[Category:Early 20th century music]] | ||
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CPDL #23824: 
- Editor: Ken Sambuchi (submitted 2011-07-02). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 32 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Arranged by C. J. Spatafora from "The Old Songs Chorus"
General Information
Title: Smilin' through
Composer: Arthur A. Penn
Number of voices: 3vv Voicing: TBB
Genre: Secular, Barbershop
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published: 1919
Description:
External websites: First edition at Indiana Library
Original text and translations
There's a little brown road windin' over the hill To a little white cot by the sea; There's a little green gate at whose trellis I wait, While two eyes o' blue come smilin' through at me!
There's a gray lock or two in the brown of the hair, There's some silver in mine, too, I see; But in all the long years when the clouds brought their tears, Those two eyes o' blue kept smilin' through at me!
And if ever I'm left in this world all alone, I shall wait for my call patiently; For if Heaven be kind, I shall wake there to find Those two eyes of blue still smilin' through at me!