Aura Lee Songtext

As the blackbird in the spring neath the willow tree
He sat and piped I heard him sing praising Aura Lee

Aura Lee Aura Lee maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee and swallows in the air
[ harmonica ]
(Aura Lee the birds may flee the willow's golden hair)
Swing through winter fitfully on the stormy air

Aura Lee Aura Lee maid of golden hair