American Old Time Song Lyrics: 25 Down Where The Violets Grow
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 25
Down Where the Violets Grow.
Composed by P. H. O'Donnell.
Down where the violets grow.
In a moss covered sunny glad;
Near where the little brooklets flow
In sunlight and in shade;
I met a handsome maiden,
Blue eyes, and breast like snow;
'Twas there I gained her love.
Down where the violets grow.
Chorus.
'Twas there I gained her love,
And often kissed her rosy lips,-(break)
Down where the violets grow.-(dance)
The day I asked her for her hand
She started like a fawn;
And blushed like the sunlight, that o'er our land
Spreads early in the morn.
She placed her little hand in mine,
And looked up in my face,
As she whispered softly: "I'll be thine!"
Down where the violets grow.-Chorus.