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The Long Trail
There's a long, long trail a-winding
Into the camp of my dreams,
Where the nightingales are singing
And the white moon beams
There'll be long, long months of waiting
Till my dreams all come true,
Till the day when I'll be going
Down that long camp trail with you.
There's a long, long trail a-winding
Beyond the place where we part,
Where the task of manly living
Will perplex the bravest heart,
But we'll tread the trail with courage
And face all odds with fearless eyes,
Till we meet again with honour
Where the long trail hits the skies.
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