Down By The Old Abbey Ruin - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Down by the Old Abbey Ruin. 
One day as I strayed 'Neath the beautiful glade, Enjoying the sweet Summer breeze, I chanced to behold The remains of an old Ruined abbey o'ershadowed by trees; And the picture to crown, As I chanced to look down, Was the figure and form I did see Of a beautiful maid Who reclined in the shade Of a large spreading horse-chestnut tree. 
Chorus. There were no eyes to see, no tongue to tell, And the birds only knew of our wooin'; There I first chanced to see my sweet Jennie Lee Down by the old abbey ruin. 
I told her my name, And friends soon became, Though her shyness I cannot compare; She fluttered And flushed, Turned pale, and then blushed, When I spoke of her beauty so rare; By the old garden wall, I soon told her all I had in this world she could share; And naught but the birds Knew of our loving words, Or knew of our love-making there.-Chorus.