'Round My Old Deserted Farm - Mildred Bailey & Her Orchestra

Written by：Willard Robison

When twilight yearning tell a heart to sing

Something too dear for lips to speak

I'm always thinking of my childhood home

And they be feel I used to roam

The music of a summer far away

Is singing to the sight of mine today

I stand alone at sundown

And owe what melon college charm

The prayer meeting bell and the heartache to dispell

Round my old deserted farm

Though the home I loved is rundown

There's still that mellon college charm

The birds flying by singing muted lullaby

Round my old deserted farm

A man in the next field flowing

There's calm in each distant hill

A mumuring stream gives the twilight brush of thing

Like sweet music will

Love long ago departed

And left an old deserted farm

Where all through the years I remembered her with tears

With tears

Love long ago departed

And left an old deserted farm

Where all through the years I remembered her with tears

With tears

With tears

With tears