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Lyrics:
I love to think about the time
So full of joy un glee,
Dot never will come back again to me;
For many years ago ven I was just a little boy,
I Liv'd me den so happy light and free.
I yused to play all day myself
And drive the cows and sheep;
Dare never was a trouble come to me
Un ven my evening pray'r was said,
I laid me down to sleepe
In dot little German home across de sea.
chorus:
Vare ever I may roam
I don't forget dot home,
Dot home it was so precious unto me.
For it is many times a day,
My tho'ts do fly away
To dot little German home across de sea.
Lyrics:
I love to think about the days so full of joy to me,
Of the days when I was happy gay and free
But the many years vots passed and gone, since them good and happy times,
But they never will come back again to me.
I used to play the livelong day,
No care my heart opprest,
At night I was as tired as I could be
And when my evening pray'r was said,
I'd lay me down to rest,
In dot little German home across the sea.
chorus:
I'll ne'er forget dot home,
No matter where I roam
Dot little home vot looks so good to me, so good to me,
And my thoughts will turn each night and day
Tho' I be far away
To dot little German home across the sea.
'Tis many years ago since first I left dot fatherland,
For to sail across the wide and stormy sea
And my friends all say farewell to me and shakes me by the hand,
When I started for the land of liberty.
My Farders heart was nearly proke,
My Modder wept with grief,
They gave their farewell blessing unto me
And now they are both dead and gone,
I ne'er shall see them more,
In dot little German home across the sea.
I've travelled over many lands and many sights I've seen,
And there's many more I yet expect to see
But in all the lands I've travelled, and where-ever I have been,
There is not one like that home across the sea.
But ere my life is finished here,
I'd that I was blest,
Oh it would give such pleasure unto me
If I could see that place again,
And lay me down to rest,
In dot little German home across the sea.
#166 - The Little Old Log Cabin in the Lane and #308 - Das Kleine Deutsche Heim (The Little German Home—German) are the same melody, but with different lyrics.
Although the cob title is listed as “German”, this is an American comic song, and does not appear to be associated with the German title. Neither is the cob number in sequence with any German listings.
