The Music of Stephen C. Foster . | ||
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VIRGINIA BELLE.
[1]
Fair ever than the golden morning,Gentle as the tongue can tell,
Was our little laughing darling,
Sweet Virginia Belle.
CHORUS.
Bright Virginia Belle!Our dear Virginia Belle!
She bereft us
When she left us,
Sweet Virginia Belle!
[2]
How we used to roam togetherO'er the mountain, through the dell,
In the smiles of spring time weather,—
Sweet Virginia Belle!
[3]
She was lythe as any fairy,Winning hearts with fairy spell,
Tripping with a footstep airy,—
Sweet Virginia Belle!
[4]
While her life was in its morningCame a sad and solemn knell,
She was taken without warning.—
Sweet Virginia Belle!
The Music of Stephen C. Foster . | ||