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O COME, MAIDENS, COME!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  


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O COME, MAIDENS, COME!

BOAT SONG.

O come, maidens, come o'er the blue rolling wave,
The lovely should still be the care of the brave.

CHORUS.

Trancadillo, Trancadillo, Trancadillo, dillo, dillo, dillo,
With moon-light, and star-light, we'll bound o'er the billow,
Bright billow, gay billow, the billow, billow, billow, billow,
With moon-light, and star-light, we'll bound o'er the billow.
The moon 'neath yon cloud hid her silvery light—
Ye are come—like our fond hopes she glows in your sight.
Trancadillo, Trancadillo, &c.
With moon-light, and love-light, we'll bound o'er the billow,
Bright billow, gay billow, &c.
With moon-light, and love-light, we'll bound o'er the billow.

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Wake the chorus of song, and our oars shall keep time,
While our hearts gently beat to the musical chime.
Trancadillo, Trancadillo, &c.
With oar-beat, and heart-beat, we'll bound o'er the billow,
Bright billow, gay billow, &c.
With oar-beat, and heart-beat, we'll bound o'er the billow.
As the waves gently heave under zephyr's soft sighs,
So the waves of our hearts, neath the glance of your eyes.
Trancadillo, Trancadillo, &c.
With eye-beam, and heart-beam, we'll bound o'er the billow,
Bright billow, gay billow, &c.
With eye-beam, and heart-beam, we'll bound o'er the billow.
See the helmsman looks forth to you beacon-lit isle;
So we shape our hearts' course by the light of your smile!
Trancadillo, Trancadillo, &c.
With love-light, and smile-light, we'll bound o'er the billow,
Bright billow, gay billow, &c.
With love-light, and smile-light, we'll bound o'er the billow.

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And when on life's ocean we turn our slight prow,
May the light-house of hope beam like this on us now.
Life's billow, frail billow, the billow, billow, billow,
With hope-light, the true-light, we'll bound o'er life's billow,
Life's billow, frail billow, &c.
With hope-light, the true light, we'll bound o'er life's billow.
Sullivan's Island, S. C. 1844.