Wildwood Flower

Wildwood Flower
Oh, I?ll twine with my mingles and waving black hair,
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair;
And the myrtle so bright with emerald hue,
The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue.
I will dance, I will sing and my laugh shall be gay;
I will charm ev?ry heart in her crown I will sway;
When I woke from my dreaming, my idols were clay;
Our portion of love then had all flown away.
Oh, she taught me to love her and promised to love,
And to cherish me over all others above;
How my heart is now wond?ring, no mis?ry can tell,
She left me no warning, no words of fare-well.
Yes, she taught me to love her and called me her flow?r,
That was blooming to cheer her true life?s dreary hour;
Oh, I?m longing to see her true life?s dark our,
She?s gone and neglected her pale wildwood flow?r.