American Old Time Song Lyrics: 34 Under The Hawthorn Bower

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 34

Under the Hawthorn Bower.
Copyright, 1891, by Willis Woodward & Co.
Words and Music by Gusnie L. Davis.

The tardy steps of the woodman homeward turn;
Long ago the song-bird winged home to its mate;
I anxiously wait, wond'ring why you do not come,
For the old village-bell has just chimed eight!
Down in the verdant meadow, love, I am waiting for you;
List'ning for pounds of your footstep-sweetheart, I know you'll be true!
Faithful and true to your promise to come when the clock chimes the hour;
Down in the verdant meadow, under the hawthorn bower!
Love, have you forgotten how you lingered with a kiss
Ere we parted last night at the meadow gate?
Do you not remember, whilst amid your joy and bliss.
That you promised we would meet to-night at eight?

Down in the verdant meadow, love, I am waiting for you;
List'ning for sounds of your footstep-sweetheart, I know you'll be true!
Faithful and true to your promise to come when the clock chimes the hour;
Down in the verdant meadow, under the hawthorn bower!