It was dusk as I my friend and I were leaving the library today and we noted a pink-clouded sky as the city lamps were lit. It reminded me of
Bing Crosby and The old Lamplighter
He made the night a little brighter wherever he would go
The old lamplighter of long, long ago
His snowy hair was so much whiter beneath the candle glow
The old lamplighter 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 lamplighter of long, long ago
Beautiful!
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Beautiful photo!
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Lovely.. . . lamps and lamplighters helped create an aura of romanticism in days gone by,.
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Beautiful sky – the song is kind of sad though, poor old, lonely lamplighter!
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What nice warmth that light gives against the sky.
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The photo is wonderful! ❤
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Lovely post, Dor ❤
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Love this, Dor!
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Ah Memories. ! Nothing quite so cosy as the old lamps. Great picture Dora
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🙂
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I got Bing Crosby’s collected works at a thrift shop, I am such a huge fan. I got it out and I am listening to him again…Thanks.
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Ditto…. I always wish for the Crosby crooning, especially around the holidays.
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This is beautiful!
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