There's a Long, Long Trail" is a popular song of World War I. The lyrics were by Stoddard King (1889–1933) and the music by Alonzo "Zo" Elliott, both seniors at Yale. In Elliott's own words to Marc Drogin shortly before his death in 1964, he created the music as an idle pursuit one day in his dorm room at Yale in 1913.
There's a long,long trail. Composer: Zo Elliott 1. Nights are growing very lonely, Days are very long; I'm agrowing weary only list'ning for your song. Old remembrances are thronging. And a white moon beams: There's a long, long night of waiting. Until my dreams all come true; Till the day when I'll be going down. That long, long trail with you. 2. All night long I hear you calling. Calling sweet and low; Seem to hear your footsteps falling ev'ry where I go.
trail, And life runs large on the Long Trail - the trail that is always new. The days are sick and cold, and the skies are grey and old And the twice-breathed airs blow damp; And I'd sell my tired soul for the bucking beam-sea roll Of a black Bilbao tramp, With her load-line over her hatch, dear lass, And a drunken Dago crew, And her nose held down on the old trail, our own. trail, the out trail From Cadiz south on the Long Trail-the trail that is always new. There be triple ways to take, of the eagle or the snake, Or the way of a man with a maid; But the sweetest way to me is a ship&apo.
There is a lot of wild life on the Bay as well as great views of San Francisco, Alcatraz, Angel Island, and the bridges. But to view all of the bay area in all of it's glory is to go for a cruise on the 165 foot USS Potomac FDR's yacht which was used from 1936 until his death in 1945. There's also some tremendous views of downtown San Francisco including the Golden Gate Bridge and Oakland from the end of the runway. The third surprise was the unparalled panoramic view of San Francisco Bay from the flight deck and the fantail.
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