Cleanin' My Rifle (And Dreamin' of You)

Performed by Lawrence Welk
Recorded December 2, 1943
Written by Allie Wrubel

[verse]
The boys were hangin' 'round camp that night,
Wond'rin' what tomorrow'd bring,
A banjo chord came thru the blue.
And I heard somebody sing:

[chorus]
Little bit lonesome, little bit blue,
Cleanin' My Rifle, dreamin' of you
Beautiful mem'ries come into view,
While Cleanin' My Rifle, And dreamin' of you
That good-bye kiss you left on my lips
is still just like new,
And the dream you left in my heart will someday come true,
But in the meanwhile
Think of me do,
Cleanin' My Rifle, And dreamin' of you.

[lyrics transcribed from the sheet music]