Sung by: Neal Morris
Recorded in Mountain View, AR 8/20/59

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Chorus: Goodbye to the stepstone,
Goodbye to my home,
But bless those I leave with a sigh.
I'll cherish the memories
When I am far away;
Goodbye, the dear old stepstone, goodbye.

I stand on this doorstep
At eventide now.
The wind whispers by with a moan.
The fields will whiten,
But I shall be gone,
To roam through this wide world alone.
I stood on this doorstep
When school time was o'er
And longed for the time to go by,
And now it is gone,
And I stand here tonight,
To bid this dear stepstone goodbye.


It is hard to be parted
From those that we love
When reverses in fortune have come,
And the strongest of heartstrings
Are broken in twain
By the absence of dear ones from home,
But I'll bid this poor heart's ease,
Repining in vain,
And oft drop tears from my eyes,
And I'll stand in my dreams
As I stand here tonight,
To bid this dear stepstone goodbye.


Also found in Randolph, Vol. IV, #853, "The Old Stepstone."

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