Music - James Lynam Molloy Lyrics - Clifton Bingham
Traditional
ONCE in the dear dead days beyond recall . When on the world the mists began to fall Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng Low to our hearts love sung an old sweet song . And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam Softly it wove itself into our dream
Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low
Even today we hear love’s song of yore .
Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low |