Songs & Ballads Of The Maine Lumberjacks

A Collection Of Traditional & Folk Songs of the area with Lyrics & Commentaries -online book

	Bar Harbor By the Sea By JOHN J. FRIEND, BANGOR, MAINE 1      The day was drawing to its close, The sea was calm, the storm was o'er. The pleasure yachts they sought repose, And stretched along from shore to shore; And as I gazed upon that scene, And saw God's mighty works that day, The sunlight cast its golden beams, On those grand hills far o'er the bay. 2      Bar Harbor, how I love thy hills, And valleys too so dear to me, Where first I saw the light of day In that little village by the sea; And when at eve I sought repose, Down by that shore so dear to me, I watched the moon rise in the east, And cast its bright light o'er the sea. 3      And looking at Green Mountain there, In silent majesty arose, To meet again the friends we love Who come once more to seek repose; Here to regain their wasted strength And rest that tired, weary brain, I fm speaking of an Island now, Bar Harbor, down in dear old Maine.