(written by my Grandpa)
‘Tis funny, dear
How life goes on When we are far apart For every time I leave you, dear I always leave my heart When the sky is cloudy up above And all the world seems blue I turn my thoughts to you and home And then the light shines through I never fear what lies ahead No matter where I roam For it’s just my empty body, dear My heart’s with you at home |
Written by Carl G. Nelson, April 5, 1948 |