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friends across the sea.
O friends! loved friends across the sea,
Settlers in far-off colonies,
Our sad hearts ache despairingly,
As hope within us slowly dies—
The hope of a re-union here
Slowly and surely fades away,
For some, grown old, will ne'er return,
And some content, will never stray.
Settlers in far-off colonies,
Our sad hearts ache despairingly,
As hope within us slowly dies—
The hope of a re-union here
Slowly and surely fades away,
For some, grown old, will ne'er return,
And some content, will never stray.
O friends! lost friends across the sea—
That wide, wide waste of rolling waves—
Friends laid by stranger hands to rest
On alien soil, in unwept graves;
The tempest of our grief is spent,
The fountains of our tears are dry,
But, still, O friends, you're cherished yet,
Embalmed in fondest memory!
That wide, wide waste of rolling waves—
Friends laid by stranger hands to rest
On alien soil, in unwept graves;
The tempest of our grief is spent,
The fountains of our tears are dry,
But, still, O friends, you're cherished yet,
Embalmed in fondest memory!
O friends! O friends across the sea,
Friends whom we hope to meet once more,
And friends whom Fate or Heaven decrees
Shall ne'er re-visit this dear shore—
There is a land where we may meet,
A haven where we long to be,
Our Father's home, where none shall weep
And watch for "Friends across the sea."
Friends whom we hope to meet once more,
And friends whom Fate or Heaven decrees
Shall ne'er re-visit this dear shore—
There is a land where we may meet,
A haven where we long to be,
Our Father's home, where none shall weep
And watch for "Friends across the sea."
