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As the
blackbird in the spring,
'neath
the willow tree,
Sat and
piped, I heard him sing,
In
praise of Aura Lee.
Chorus:
Aura
Lee, Aura Lee,
Maid
with golden hair,
Sunshine
came along with thee,
And
swallows in the air.
Take my
heart and take my ring,
I give
my all to thee.
Take me
for eternity,
Dearest
Aura Lee.
(Repeat
chorus)
In her
blush the rose was born,
'twas
music when she spake.
In her
eyes the light of morn,
Sparkling
seemed to break.
(Repeat
chorus)
Aura
Lee, the bird may flee,
The
willow's golden hair,
Then the
wintry winds may be,
Blowing
everywhere.
Final
Chorus:
Yet if
thy blue,
Eyes I
see,
Gloom
will soon depart.
For to
me, sweet Aura Lee,
Is
sunshine to the heart.
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