Music ID

VP_007809

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VP_007809 Verse 1Over worlds, over seas, over desert wastes, My love is calling thee, But your steps grow so tired on the rainbow trails You weary reaching me; Morning waits on the brow of the Mahim wood Oh! Gypsy come away! While I dream of thee, the weary world grows gray. Chorus 1So follow the rainbow trail Across the open world Where love is waiting and golden dreams come true oo oo oo, Golden dreams come true; The call of the gypsy blood, Has led me endless days, Across the world and back to you. Verse 2In my eyes is the dusk of the Eastern camps, Your eyes are Western blue, But my soul calls to yours, I have wandered far To search the world for you; Come to me Western blue, eyes of black, and look toward the sinking sun! When your lips drink mine, then East and West are one.

Physical Description

1 score (5 p.) : ill. ; 31 cm.

Publication Date

1909

Publisher

Chas. K. Harris

Publication Place

New York

Follow The Rainbow Trail

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