 | Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover |  |
MY DARK-HAIR'D GIRL.
My dark-hair'd girl, thy ringlets deck,
In silken curl, thy graceful neck;
Thy neck is like the swan, and fair as the pearl,
And light as air the step is of my dark-hair'd girl
In silken curl, thy graceful neck;
Thy neck is like the swan, and fair as the pearl,
And light as air the step is of my dark-hair'd girl
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My dark-hair'd girl, upon thy lip
The dainty bee might wish to sip;
For thy lip it is the rose, and thy teeth they are pearl,
And diamond is the eye of my dark-hair'd girl!
The dainty bee might wish to sip;
For thy lip it is the rose, and thy teeth they are pearl,
And diamond is the eye of my dark-hair'd girl!
My dark-hair'd girl, I've promis'd thee,
And thou thy faith hast given to me,
And oh! I would not change for the crown of an earl,
The pride of being loved by my dark-hair'd girl!
And thou thy faith hast given to me,
And oh! I would not change for the crown of an earl,
The pride of being loved by my dark-hair'd girl!
| Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover | |