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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.