Step, Step, Step, 'Tis Her Lover'S Walk, She Knows His Step As Well'S His Talk; He Is The Favorite Of Her Choice, So His Step'S Familiar As His Voice. Step, Step, Step, She Now Is Wed, And It Is Now Her Husband'S Tread; His Homeward Step It Cheers Her Life, For She Is A Kind Faithful Wife. But He The Husband And Yet Lover, His Steps At Last Do Cease Forever; And She Doth Soon Hear The Tread Of Men Who Do Bear Out The Dead. Her Heart It Now Doth Throb With Pain, Though She Knows Sorrow Is But Vain; For Him She Never Can Recall, And No More Hear His Footsteps Fall. But Still She Hopes He Yet Will Come And Visit Her In Their Old Home; But Time Approaches, She Must Die, Her Husband'S Footsteps She Hears Nigh. Step, Step, Step, We Ne'er Shall Part, I Hear The Echo In My Heart; Now Happiness Dispels The Gloom, Radiant With Joy My Face Doth Bloom. Pain And Suffering All Are Past, She Joyous Cried He's Come At Last; And Soon She Breathes Out Her Last Breath, He Guides Her Through The Vale Of Death.
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