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MY LOVE ANNIE.
And the year rolleth round, slow, slow:
Autumn will fade to winter and winter melt in spring,
New life return again to every living thing.
Soon, this will have happened long ago.
Autumn will fade to winter and winter melt in spring,
New life return again to every living thing.
Soon, this will have happened long ago.
The bonnie wee flowers will blow;
The trees will re-clothe themselves, the birds sing out amain,—
But never, never, never will the world look again
As it looked before this happened—long ago!
The trees will re-clothe themselves, the birds sing out amain,—
But never, never, never will the world look again
As it looked before this happened—long ago!
MY LOVE ANNIE.
OFT of voice and light of hand As the fairest in the land—
Who can rightly understand
My love Annie?
Simple in her thoughts and ways,
True in every word she says,—
Who shall even dare to praise
My love Annie?
True in every word she says,—
Who shall even dare to praise
My love Annie?
