We`re tenting tonight on the old camp-ground Give us a song to cheer Our weary hearts, a song of home And friends we love so dear. Many are the hearts that are weary tonight Wishing for the war to cease, Many are the hearts looking for the right To see the dawn of peace. Tenting tonight, tenting tonight Tenting on the old camp-ground. We`ve been tenting tonight on the old camp-ground,Thinking of days gone by of the loved ones at home that gave us thehand, And the tear that said, `Good-by !
We had a wonderful trip to the mountains in southwest Montana this summer with our lifelong friends Gary and Rosie. It had a special meaning to me as I was ready finally to revisit the places where my brothers and later my two sons and I learned to flyfish for rainbow trout. Those days are long gone now for reasons of time and circumstance. One son lives far away in Arizona and the other is with God.