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JUANITA.
Key of D.
Soft o'er the fountain Lingering falls the southern moon ; Far o'er the mountain Breaks the day too soon ;
In thy dark eyes' splendor, Where the warm light loves to dwell.
Weary looks, yet tender. Speak their fond farewell.
Chorus.—Xita ! Juanita ! Ask thy soul if we must part; Nita ! Juanita ! Lean thou on my heart!
When, in thy dreaming,
Moons like these shall shine again,
And, daylight beaming,
Prove thy dreams are vain;
Wilt thou not, relenting, For thine absent lover sigh?
In thy heart consenting To a pray'r gone by?
Chorus.—Xita! Juanita! Let me linger by thy side ! Xita ! Juanita ! Be my own fair bride! |
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