What happy times I've seen
Upon the village green
merry day
With dear ones and loved ones I've pass'd the
Those gentle hearts are gone
Those happy voics flown
I've nothing left but old dog Tray
When thought recalls the past
His eyes are on me cast
I fell that he knows
I know that he feels what my
breaking heart would
say
When care is on my cheek
When tear's bedim my cheek
Althoug he cannot skeak
I gather hope from old dog tray
—
When thoughts recall the past
His eyes are on me cast
say
I know that he feels what my breaking heart would
And though he cannot speak
I'll vainly vainly seek
A better friend than old dog Tray
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