By and by, my darling,
Sun will come again.
There'll be golden mornings
After days of rain.
Certain as the dewdrops
On my window-pane,
By and by, my darling,
Sun will come again.
Wipe away the tear-drops;
Kiss away the pain.
By and by, my darling,
Sun will come again.
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