Under The Hawthorn Bower - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Under the Hawthorn Bower. Copyright, 1891, by Willis Woodward & Co. Words and Music by Gusnie L. Davis. 
The tardy steps of the woodman homeward turn; Long ago the song-bird winged home to its mate; I anxiously wait, wond'ring why you do not come, For the old village-bell has just chimed eight! Down in the verdant meadow, love, I am waiting for you; List'ning for pounds of your footstep-sweetheart, I know you'll be true! Faithful and true to your promise to come when the clock chimes the hour; Down in the verdant meadow, under the hawthorn bower! Love, have you forgotten how you lingered with a kiss Ere we parted last night at the meadow gate? Do you not remember, whilst amid your joy and bliss. That you promised we would meet to-night at eight? 
Down in the verdant meadow, love, I am waiting for you; List'ning for sounds of your footstep-sweetheart, I know you'll be true! Faithful and true to your promise to come when the clock chimes the hour; Down in the verdant meadow, under the hawthorn bower!