1. As the blackbird in the spring
'neath the willow tree
sat and piped
I heard him sing
praising Aura Lee.
Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair
sunshine came along with thee and swall-ows in the air.
2. Take my heart and take my ring
I give my all to thee
take me for eternity
dearest Aura Lee!
Aura Lee ! Aura Lee . . .
3. In her blush the rose was born
'twas music when she spoke
in her eyes
the light of morn
sparkling seemed to break.
Aura Lee! Aura Lee . . .
4. Aura Lee
the bird may flee the willow' golden hair
then the wintry winds may be blowing ev'rywhere.
Yet if thy blue eyes I see
gloom will soon depart
for to me
sweet Aura Lee is sunshine to the heart.
1 | O Come, O Come, Emmanuel |
2 | Joy To The World |
3 | Smoky |
4 | Chevaliers De La Table Ronde |
5 | Sascha |
6 | Sur Le Pont D'Avignon |
7 | We Wish You A Merry Christmas |
8 | John Barleycorn |
9 | Maria Isabel |
10 | Kommet |