Weeping, Sad and Lonely

Inscribed to SORROWING HEARTS AT HOME.

"Weeping, Sad and lonely" or "WHEN THIS CRUEL WAR IS OVER."

Song, with Chorus,

"Weeping, sad and lonely, Hopes and fears, how vain, When this cruel war is over, Praying that we meet again."

WORDS BY CHAS. CARROLL SAWYER

Music Composed and Arranged by HENRY TUCKER.

Stackpole, SC BROOKLYN Pr. 25 {cent] nett.

Published by SAWYER & THOMPSON, 59 Fulton Ave.

New York. Phila. Cleaveland O. S. T. GORDON. LEE & WALKER. S. BRAINARD & Co.

Entered according to Act of Congress [illegible] by Henry Tucker in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Southern District of New York.

"WEEPING, SAD AND LONELY." or 'WHEN THIS CRUEL WAR IS OVER."

Words by CHAS. C. SAWYER. Music by HENRY TUCKER.

Moderato e cantabile.

Dear-est love, do you re-mem-ber When we last did meet, How you told me that your loved me, Kneel-ing at my feet?

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Oh! how proud you stood be-fore me, In your suit of blue, When you vow'd to me and country, Ev-er to be true.

CHORUS. 2d time pp Air. Weeping, sad and lone-ly, Hopes and fears, how vain. Alto. Weeping, sad and lone-ly, Hopes and fears, how vain.Yet praying Tenor Weeping, sad and lone-ly, Hopes and fears, how vain. Yet praying Bass 2nd time pp

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When this cruel war is ov-er, Praying! that we meet a-gain. When this cruel war is ov-er, Praying! that we meet a-gain. When this cruel war is ov-er, Praying! that we meet a-gain.

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When the summer breeze is sighing, Mournfully, along! Or when autumn leaves are falling, Sadly breathes the song. Oft in dreams I see thee lying On the battle plain, Lonely, wounded, even dying; Calling, but in vain. CHORUS. Weeping, sad &-c.

3. If amid the din of battle, Nobly you should fall, Far away from those who love you, None to hear you call. Who would whisper words of comfort, Who would soothe your pain? Ah! the many cruel fancies Ever in my brain. CHORUS. Weeping, sad, &-c.

4. But our country called you, darling, Angels cheer your way. While our nation's sons are fighting, We can only pray. Nobly strike for God and liberty, Let all nations see How we love our starry banner, Emblem of the free. CHORUS. Weeping, sad, &-c.