"The Little White Road" as written by Donovan Leitch and Thora Stowell....
Oh, the little white road climbs over the hill.
My feet I must follow, they cannot be still.
Must follow and follow, though far it may roam;
Oh, little white road, will you never come home?

Oh, the hills they are patient and steadfast and wise;
They look o'er the valleys and up to the skies.
But the little white road scambles up them and over;
Oh, little white road, you are ever the rover!

I fain would go with you right down to the sea,
Where a ship with white sails would be waiting for me.
Go sailing and sailing to strange lands afar,
Where deserts and forests and lost cities are.

But when I grew weary of my gypsying ways,
I'd sail home again for to end all my days
In the little gray cottage beside the gray hill.
But you, little road, would be wandering still.



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