When I am far away.
[Evan M'Coll.— Tune, "Oh, no; we never mention her."]
And thou wilt sing the song, sweet child!
When I am far away,
And thou wilt wake the echoes wild
To list unto the lay;
This thought will cheer the minstrel's heart,—
Forget though others may,
That thou wilt sing the song, sweet child,
When I am far away.
Unknown to wealth and friendship too
Though oft the minstrel sings,
Give him his "fame," though small the due,
He'll laugh at crowns and kings,
Ev'n I—the thought is heaven to me—
Ev'n I my meed shall ha'e,
Since thou wilt sing the song, sweet child!
When I am far away.