American Old Time Song Lyrics: 31 Daisy Is Dead

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 31

DAISY IS DEAD.

Oh, close the door gently, our Daisy is dead.
And soon the bright flowers will bloom o'er her head;
No more will her sweet childish laughter be heard,
Filling our souls like the song of a bird.
No more will her rosy lips murmur again,
Calling her papa or mamma by name.
Or saying sweet prayers ere retiring to bed,
A pearl beyond price, our sweet Daisy is dead.

Chorus.
Our Daisy is dead, our darling and pride.
And soon she will rest by her dear brother's side;
An angel's bright crown now encircles her head.
Oh, close the door gently, our Daisy is dead.

Oh, close the door gently, we are lonely to-day.
For the light of our home has indeed passed away;
There's a void in our hearts for our darling so dear.
Yet it seems though her bright spirit still lingers near.
Our bosoms are filled with anguish and pain.
When we think that we will ne'er see our darling again.
Or lay her to rest in her wee downy bed.
She's at home with the angels, our darling is dead.-Chorus.