Long About Now - Harry Belafonte

'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