On an ocean of dreams I have wandered it seems
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Just wandering wandering on ,
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Since I found the note sweetheart that you wrote just saying
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That you had already gone.
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CHORUS
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Will the pretty bird sing,
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Will the roses in the Spring
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Still blossom when they find that you have gone,
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Will the old pals be true
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Or will they all leave me too
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Just wandering wandering on
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Will the little brook play
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As it winds along its way
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Will the stars keep on shining tho' you've gone
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Will they find their way to you
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Will they tell you that I'm blue
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Or will they too leave me wandering on?
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Tho' you've left me and gone I'll keep wandering on
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Wandering down life's way
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And beneath the lovely blue I may wander back to you
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And my dreams will all come true someday.
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CHORUS
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Wandering On
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Hank Snow |