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Shadows of the Wildwood(Bob Nolan)
Out in the west where skies are blue, A tiny spot I knew Is calling from the shadows of the wildwood. And there’s an ivy-covered shack. A wishing well in back Is hidden in the shadows of the wildwood. There in the window is a candlelight shining, you see, And by the fireside a true heart is pining for me. There I will live forevermore. An angel by the door Is waiting in the shadows of the wildwood.
There in the window is a candlelight shining, you see, And by the fireside a true heart is pining for me. There I will live forevermore. An angel by the door Is waiting in the shadows of the wildwood.
(Bob wrote an unrecorded introductory verse as well: )
Longing, longing, dreams come thronging, Old songs fill the air. Singing, ringing, twilight’s bringing Thoughts I can hardly bear.
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