Harry Belafonte - Long About Now

Long about now
My woman'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 woman's bending
Tending the fire and setting the bread
Starting a song so sweet that at it's ending
That fire is burning extra red

Oh long about now
My woman'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