American Old Time Song Lyrics: 47 Gathering Shells From The Sea Shore

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 47

Gathering Shells from the Sea Shore.

I wandered to-day on the sea shore;
The winds and the waves were low,
And I thought of the days that are gone, Maud,
Many long years ago.
Ah! those were the happiest days of all, Maud;
Not a care nor a sorrow did we know,
As we played on the while pebbled sand, Maud,
Gathering up the shells from the shore.

Chorus.
Gathering up the shells from the sea shore,
Gathering up the shells from the shore:
Ah! those were the happiest days of all, Maud,
Gathering up the shells from the shore.

Oh, don't you remember the day, Maud,
The last time we wandered on the shore?
Our hearts were so joyous and gay, Maud,
For you promised to be mine evermore.
Then the shells they were brighter than ever,
And the bright waves were lovelier than before;
The hours were but moments to us, Maud,
Guthering up the shells from the shore. Chorus.

But now we are growing up in years, Maud,
Our locks are silvered and gray ;
Yet the vows that, we made on the shore, Maud,
Are fresh in our memories to-day.
There still is a charm in those bright shells
And the sound of the deep ocean's roar.
For they call back the days that we spent, Maud,
Gathering up the shells from the shore. - Chorus.