Gentle Annie

Gentle Annie
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Thou wilt come no more, gentle Anniet
Like a flower thy spirit did depart
Thou art gone, alns, like the many
That have bloomed in the summer of my heart

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Shall we never more behold thee,
Never hear thy winning volce again
When the springtime comes, gentle Annie
When the wild flowers are scattered o’er the plain?

We have roamed and loved ‘mid the flowers
When thy downy cheeks were in their bloom,
Now I stand alone ‘mid the flowers
While they mingle their perfumes o’er thy tomb
Chorus

Ah! the hours grow and while I ponder
Near the allent spot where
And my heart thou art fald w down when I bows wander
Through the helds and the meadows where we
strayed,
Chorus