When the blackbird in the spring, on the willow tree,
Sat and rocked, I heard him sing, singing Aura Lee
Aura Lee, Aura Lee, maid of golden hair,
Sunshine came along with thee, and swallows in the air.

Chorus

Aura Lee, Aura Lee, maid of golden hair,
Sunshine came along with thee, And swallows in the air.

In thy blush the rose was born, music when you spake,
Through thine azure eye the morn, sparkling seemed to break.
Aura Lee, Aura Lee, bird of crimson wing,
Never song have sung to me, in that sweet spring.

Chorus

Aura Lee! The bird may flee, the willows golden hair
Swing through winter fitfully, on the stormy air.
Yet if thy blue eyes I see, gloom will soon depart,
For to me, sweet Aura Lee is sunshine through the heart.

Chorus

When the mistletoe was green, midst the winter’s snows,
Sunshine in thy face was seen, kissing lips of rose.
Aura Lee, Aura Lee, take my golden ring,
Love and light return with thee, and swallows with the spring.

Chorus

 

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