Music my mother played The Lamp-Lighter

For Sammy Kaye and His Orchestra, with Billy Williams, go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ip4HjJULL-s

He made the night a little brighter wherever he would go.
The Old Lamp-Lighter of long, long ago.
His snowy hair was so much whiter beneath the candle glow.
The Old Lamp-Lighter of long, long ago.
You’d hear the patter of his feet,
As he came toddling down the street.
His smile would hide a lonely heart, you see.
If there were sweethearts in the park
He’d pass a lamp and leave it dark
Remembering the days that used to be.
For he recalls when dreams were new,
He loved someone who loved him, too
Who walks with him alone in memory.
He made the night a little brighter wherever he would go,
The Old Lamp-Lighter of long, long ago.

Now if you look up at the sky
You’ll understand the reason why
The little stars at night are all aglow.
He turns them on when night is here.
He turns them off when dawn is near.
The little man we loved of long ago.

By Kay Strickland

I am a keeper of my family's lore, chasing after my ancestors' tales in south central New York, southwestern Pennsylvania and Southside Virginia. The stories and photographs that I share on this blog are my intellectual property. While I do my very best to provide well researched posts, I do not pretend to have reached genealogical proof standards. Therefore, much of this work is to generate conversation among interested parties. If you would like to share my work or my records, please contact me: dkaysdays (at) gmail (dot) com.

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