DARLING BESSIE OF THE LEA.
Oh! I wander 'mid the roses, in the golden summer time,
And listen to the streamlet, while it rings a merry chime;
But far sweeter than the roses, or the streamlet unto me,
The sun-bright face of Bessie, darling Bessie of the lea.
Oh! she is the sweetest flower ever sent to comfort me;
Pure and gentle as an angel, darling Bessie of the lea.
Yes, she is the sweetest flower ever sent to comfort me;
I love that little fairy, darling Bessie of the lea.
Not a bird in all the wild-wood but will answer to her call;
Oh! most I love the twilight when the pearly dew-drops fall;
Then she meets uic in the valley, and she kindly welcomes me-
My bonnie star of evening, darling Bessie of the lea.-Chorus.
Oh! the honey-bee may linger where the buds and blossoms grow,
The gentle breeze of summer in its fragrance come and go.
But they all will pass unheeded, for wherever she may be,
My heart is full of Bessie, darling Bessie of the lea.-Chorus.