West Bridgford

Conference songs - Looking high, high

I once had a love and oh,
I loved her very dearly,
She told me she loved me so
I thought she spoke sincerely, but one day, away,
I found that she had flown,
So, off to find that love of mine I set alone.

Looking high, high, high
Looking low, low, low,
wondering why, why, why did she go, go, go,
for if I, I, I, don’t find my love I know,
I shall die, die, die, ‘cause I love her so.

I journeyed across the sea,
I sought her with devotion, though where she could really be,
I’d not the slightest notion, but so bright the light of love within me shone,
I knew full well what e’er be fell,
I must go on.

Sing red words again

To east over desert sands, to west where grass is greener,
I asked in a dozen lands,
but none had ever seen her,
It was clear, I fear,
my quest was all in vain,
So I departed, sad at heart for home again.

Sing red words again

But when I arrived all brown and tanned by wind and weather,
You sure could have knocked me down with the proverbial feather.
She stood there, so fair and sweetly she confessed that she’d be wrong, and all along she loved me best.

I looked high, high, high
I looked low, low, low,
wondering why, why, why did she go, go, go,
Now that I, I, I, have found my love I know,
Till I die, die, die, I will love her so.