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Come, sweetheart, let us ride away beyond the city's
bound, And seek what pleasant lands across the distant hills
are found. There is a golden light that shines beyond the verge of
dawn, And there are happy highways leading on and al
ways on; So, sweetheart, let us mount and ride, with never a back
ward glance, To find the pleasant shelter of the Valley of Romance.
Before us, down the golden road, floats dust from charg
ing steeds, Where two adventurous companies clash loud in mighty
deeds; And from the tower that stands alert like some tall,
beckoning pine, E’en now, my heart, I see afar the lights of welcome
shine! So loose the rein and cheer the steed and let us race
away To seek the lands that lie beyond the Borders of To-day.