Vintage Audio - Little Grey Home In The West
Reproduced below are the lyrics to the sentimental wartime song Little Grey Home in the West.
Written in 1911 by D. Eardley-Wilmot (words) and Hermann Lohr (music) it was popular during the early stages of the war. A performance of the song by the hugely popular Australian baritone Peter Dawson is available via the player above, recorded in 1912.
Little Grey Home In The West
When the golden sun sinks in
the hills
And the toil of a long day is o'er
Though the road may be long, in the lilt of a song
I forget I was weary before
Far ahead, where the blue shadows fall
I shall come to contentment and rest
And the toils of the day will be all charmed away
In my little grey home of the west.
There are hands that will
welcome me in
There are lips I am burning to kiss
There are two eyes that shine just because they are mine
And a thousand things other men miss
It's a corner of heaven itself
Though it's only a tumble-down nest
But with love brooding there, why no place can compare
With my little grey home in the west.
"Drum Fire" was an artillery barrage fired not in salvo but by each gun in succession.
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