American Old Time Song Lyrics: 10 Wake Dinah Wake

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 10

WAKE! DINAH, WAKE!

Wake! Dinah, wake! the bright moon is beaming
O'er the meadow, the corn field and the hill;
And the stars, though no brighter than thy bright eyes,
Are gleaming o'er the earth, all so calm and still.
The violet in The glade is sleeping,
The lily is bending o'er the rill;
The rose in tears of pearly dew-drops weeping.
Near the river that flows calmly by the mill.

Chorus.
Wake! Dinah, wake! the bright moon is beaming
O'er the meadow, the cornfield and the hill:
And the stars, though no brighter than thy bright eyes,
Are gleaming o'er the earth, all so calm and still.

Wake! Dinah, wake! the gentle breeze is blowing,
The bird's notes still hush'd in the grove;
. The ivy around the sturdy oak is growing.
Clinging fondly as though something still to love.
The shining river views it as onward rolling by,
And as on golden sands the ripples break;
In sweet enchanting tones it seems to murmur:
Wake, now, my dearest Dinah, wake.-Chorus.

Wake! Dinah, wake! and open the lattice,
My heart, love, can brook no delay;
How dearly I love to thy sweet voice to listen.
More sweet than the lark's morning lay.
Then come, dearest, come, for each throb of my heart
Speaks in language which love cannot mistake;
So true, that from thee I cannot depart,
Then wake, now, my dearest Dinah, wake!-Chorus.