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Happiest Day Of All

The Wayfarers

I wandered today on the seashore

The waves and the winds are low

I thought of the days that are gone by, Maude

Many long years ago



We lingered by the gently flowing billows

And watched the golden sunset fade away

And there among the sweet ocean bree-eezes

We talked about our future wedding day



Gathering up the shells from the seashore

Gathering up the shells from the sea

Those were the happiest days of all, Maude

Gathering up the shells from the shore



When the waves are rolling on the ocean

And the golden moonbeams on the pebbles shine

At your cottage by the sea I'll come agai-ain, Maude

When the waves are rolling gently, sweetheart mine



Now I am growing up in years, Maude

My locks are all si-ilver and grey

But the vows that were made on the shore-ore, Maude

Are fresh in my memory today



Gathering up the shells from the seashore

Gathering up the shells from the sea

Those were the happiest days of all, Maude

Gathering up the shells from the shore



No more bright shells we will gather

As the waves come dashing as of yore

She lies 'neath the white pebbled sa-a-ands

Yes, covered up with shells on the shore



Gathering up the shells from the seashore

Gathering up the shells from the sea

Those were the happiest days of all, Maude

Gathering up the shells from the shore






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