Pat Wictor

Come sit with me, by the old oak tree
Time's getting short, and soon we will leave
Been a beautiful day, been a beautiful week
We've said all we've said, now we don't have to speak

    And I never knew my heart could be filled with such song
    I'll sing every day after we're gone
    I will sing, sing my whole life long

A glimmer of sun behind the green hills
The campfires are quiet, the air is still
In this little corner of heaven's own ground
A lone voice is raised in the day's first sound

    And I never knew my heart could be filled with such song
    I'll sing every day after we're gone
    I will sing, sing my whole life long

Come, it with me, my sparrow, my friend
Our love will go on, but our time here will end
Let's say our goodbyes, but don't shed a tear
I'll see you again next year

    And I never knew my heart could be filled with such song
    I'll sing every day after we're gone
    I will sing, sing my whole life long
    I will sing, sing my whole life long

Pat Wictor:  vocals, lap slide guitar
Abbie Gardner:  dobro, vocals

Written by Pat Wictor (Tell A Tale Music / BMI)