Bluegrass Songs - Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk Beautiful Mabel Claire 
Along the green lanes in the springtime I gathered the violets blue Echoing yet with the bee-song And wet with the morning dew
 Gathered them for sweet Mabel Beautiful Mabel Claire Clasped in her dainty fingers And braid in her shining hair 
And then when the summer was fairer For the love of those brown, brown eyes I gathered the royal roses Fairer than sunset skies 
And then comes dreary November Making me moan and weep For closing her brown eyes softly Dear Mable has gone to sleep
 Closing her brown eyes softly Beautiflu Mabel Claire No more will I gather the roses To braid in her shining hair