There's a little brown road winding over the hill
To a little white court by the sea
There's a little green gate
At whose railings I wait
While two eyes of blue
Come smiling through at me
There's a grey lock or two in the brown of the hair
There's some silver in mine too, I see
But in all the long years
When the cloud brought their tears
Those two eyes of blue
Kept smiling through at me
And if ever I'm left in this world all alone
I shall wait for my call patiently
For if heaven be kind
I shall wait there to find
Those two eyes of blue
Come smiling through... at me...
