American Old Time Song Lyrics: 19 Spray Of Four Leafed Clover
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 19
Spray of Four-Leafed Clover.
Copyright, 1884, by Wm. J. McVey.
There's a tiny little blossom growing in the country fields.
Where butterflies are flitting all day long;
Oh, the Summer air is perfumed with the fragrance that it yields,
And honey-bees around it love to throng:
'Tis said a magic power lurks in the flagrant flower,
Each country lassie in the charm believes;
And when the lads are mowing, through the meadows they are going
To find a spray of clover with four leaves.
So all the world over where'er grows the clover,
'Tis eagerly gathered and prized as a gem;
Good luck will attend you and fortune befriend you,
If four leaves are clustered upon one green stem.
There's a legend that the fairies dine upon the clover bloom.
And swing their cobweb hammocks 'neath its shade.
And that when the closing roses will not give them sleeping room,
'Tis there their little fairy beds are made;
It has the fairies' blessing, and anyone possessing
A four-leafed clover ne'er with it should part,
For friends will ne'er forsake you, misfortune ne'er overtake you,
If you wear a four-leaved clover next your heart.-Chorus.