There are days so dark
That I seek in vain
For the face of my own true love

But the darkness hides
He is there to guide
By the light of the moon above

Oh the lonesome pines
Oh the lonesome pines
Where I met that sweetheart of mine
With her hand in mine
And our hearts entwined
As we strolled through the lonesome pines

Bright stars above
Two sweethearts in love
As we sang to the cooing doves

He has brought me back
To that mountain shack
By the touch of her hand in love