Down through the meadows I was humming a song. Looking at the
skies as I take my little Julie back home.
Watching her eyes as I tell her of the day. The day that's gonna
come when I'll take my little Julie away.
Come along, Julie, follow the sun. We'll be leaving long before
the fall winds come.
Listen for a robin singing in the trees. Look toward the hills
and be watching little Julie for me.