long about now

Harry Belafonte

Long about now
My womanââ?¬â?¢s waking
Shaking the sleep from out of her eyes
Starting a smile so warm, that smile is making
The morning sun ashamed to rise

Long about now
My womanââ?¬â?¢s bending
Tending the fire and setting the bread
Starting a song so sweet that at itââ?¬â?¢s ending
That fire is burning extra red

Oh long about now
My womanââ?¬â?¢s waiting
Shading the sun from off of her brow
Searching the winding road
With eyes that try to find me
And longing after me
Long about now