Cat. #1284 (MFH #891) - As sung by Floyd Holland, Mountain View, Arkansas on October 25, 1971
VERSE 1
In th Indiamy home still waves th corn field
In th distance birds ---- --- --- true
All th time my thoughts -- to childhood
Where I first --- --- --- --- through
VERSE 2
Then one day having, missing in th picutre
An' without her face, it seems so incomplete
I long to see my Mother, in th doorway
As she stood there years ago, her boy to greet
VERSE 3
O, th moon rise fair tonight along th Wabash
Thru th fields come th breath of new mown hay
Th Sycemores by candlelights are gleaming
On th banks of th Wabash, far away
VERSE 4
Many years have passed since I strolled by th river
Arm in arm with sweetheart many by my side
T'was there I tried to tell her that, I loved her
It was there I begged of her t' be my bride
VERSE 5
Many years have passed since I strolled thru th churchyard
-- --- sleeping there my angel, Mary dear
---- ---- ---- ---- --- ---- --
Though I give --- my tears to her, she only here
VERSE 6
O, th Moon rise fair tonight along th Wabash
Thru th fields come th breath of new mown hay
Th Syacamores by candlelights are gleaming
On th banks of th Wabash, far away