(Alton Watson)

I have no record now I pine for
You are all that's on my mind
I think of you both night and day
Each hour each minute you're away.

Twas the days or years since you've left
Oh, how many hours now have passed
I know I've shed ten thousand trears
Each minute seems a million years.

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Each night I go bed and then I pray
That you'll come back again
When sleep won't come to drown my tears
Each minute seems a million years.

Till I'm back within your arms again
And until I find the nights do end
I pine my way for you my dear
Each minute seems a million years...