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DON’T BE SORROWFUL, DARLING.

Alice Cary. J. P. Webster.

1. Ah, don't be sor- row - ful dar - ling, And

2. We are old folks now, my dar - ling, Our

3. And God is God, my dar - ling, Of


don't be sor - row - ful, pray, . . . .

heads they are grow - ing gray, . . . .

night as well as of day, . . . .


tak - ing the year to - geth-er, my dear, There

tak - iug the year all a - round, my dear, You will

feel and know that we can go, Wher -