Old Stepstone Oh, 'tis sad to be parted from those that we love Strange faces we see every day Each heart string of mine is broken in time When I think of those dear ones at home. chi: Goodbye dear old stepstone, goodbye to my home God bless those I leave with a sigh I'll cherish fond memories when I'm far away To roam o'er this wide world alone. I stood on my doorstep at evening and morn The wind whispered by with a moan The fields may be whitening, but I will be gone To roam o'er this wide world alone. I stood on my doorstep when school time was o'er And I wish for the time to go by Now it has passed. and I stand here tonight To bid this old stepstone goodbye. From the singing of Bascom Lamar Lunsford (1882-1973) of Mars Hill, North Carolina, near Asheville. From the excellent notes on Smithsonian Folkways: OLD STEPSTONE (Brown 713, p. 448 vol. V) Old Stepstone' is the title of this song, which I learned in 1904 from Miss Lela Ammons of Robbinsville, North Carolina. She sang, played the song on the old-time organ, and would sing this beautiful text of 'Old Stepstone.' BLL APR99
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