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42 BLUE GRASS BALLADS
SONGS WE USED TO SING.
Tenderly touching and sweet to the soul,
Are the songs we used to sing, As along the halls of the years we stroll,
Where echoing now they ring. The heart is filled with a memory dear
Of a maiden fond and coy, And the eye is dewed with a pitying tear
For the first love of a boy.
So comes the old song back once more, That oft we sang in days of yore:
" Oh! don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt, Sweet Alice with hair so brown ?
She wept with delight when you gave her a smile, And trembled with fear at your frown."
The mock-bird's song and the wail of the dove,
The " Bob White " pipe of the quail, The nesting larks as they twitter their love,
The beat of the thresher's flail, The shade and the shine of the dear old South,
And its fields of waving corn, The mellow sound from the vibrant mouth
Of the welcome dinner horn.
So comes the old song back again, In dulcet burden and refrain: