The Return From Town Lyrics by H. Leslie Adams
As I sat down by Saddle Stream
To bathe my dusty feet there
A boy was standing on the bridge
Any girl would meet there
As I went over Woody Knob
And dipped into the Hollow
A youth was coming up the hill
Any maid would follow
Then in I turned at my own gate, –
And nothing to be sad for –
To such a man as any wife
Would pass a pretty lad for
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H. Leslie Adams Lyrics – The Return From Town