Wildwood Flower

I will twine and will mingle my raven black hair

With the roses so red and the lilies so fair

And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue

The pale emanita and hyssop so blue

Oh, he taught me to love him and called me his flower

A blossom to cheer him through life's weary hour

How my heart is now wondering no misery can tell

He left me no warning no words of farewell

I will dance I will sing and my life shall be gay

I will charm every heart in the crowd I will sway

Though my heart is now breaking he never shall know

How his name makes me tremble my pale cheeks to glow

Oh, he taught me to love him and promised to love

And cherish me over all others above

Oh, I long to see him and regret the dark hour

He's gone and neglected this frail wildwood flower

I will twine and will mingle my raven black hair

With the roses so red and the lilies so fair

And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue

The pale emanita and hyssop so blue