Wildwood Flower
Margie Singleton, Jerry Kennedy, Traditional
I will twine, with my mingles of raven black hair
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair
The myrtle so bright with its emerald hue
And the pale wildwood flower is waiting for you
I will dance, I will sing and my life shall be gay
I will charm every heart, in his crown I will sway
I woke from my dreaming, all idols was clay
And all portions of loving had all flown away
He taught me to love him and promised to love
And to cherish me over all others above
My poor heart is wandering, no misery can tell
He left me no warning, no word of farewell
He taught me to love him and called me his flower
That was blooming to cheer him through life's weary hour
How I long to see him and regret the dark hour
He's gone and neglected his frail wildwood flower