Lyrics:
(Aura Lee Aura Lee maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee and swallows in the air)
As the blackbird in the spring neath the willow tree
When the blackbird in the Spring
On the willow tree
Sat and rocked, I heard him sing
Singing Aura Lea
Aura Lea, Aura Lea
Maid with golden hair
Aura Lee
When the blackbird in the spring
On a willow tree
Sat and rocked, I heard him sing
Singing Aura Lee
Aura Lee, Aura Lee
Maid of golden hair
‘em anywhere.
Shiny Knights and maids with practiced ribbons in their hair.
But when the weather’s stormy, tears in rain will disappear.
Men of rusted
‘em anywhere.
Shiny Knights and maids with practiced ribbons in their hair.
But when the weather’s stormy, tears in rain will disappear.
Men of rusted
""1. As the blackbird in the spring 'neath the willow tree sat and piped I heard him sing praising Aura Lee. Aura Lee! Aura Lee! Maid of golden hair
sure I scratched my head
And I looked with a feeling rare
And I said, says I, to a passerby
"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
He smiled at me
never went nowhere
His heart was set on the Chocktaw maid with the coal-black hair
Kaw-Liga, ooh
Just stood there and never let it show
So she could never
poor old wooden head
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian
Never went nowhere
Heart was set on the Chocktaw maid
Wearin' the long, black hair
Kaw-Liga,
And return in the beginning of May
That makes us snowbirds happy in any way
I ride down these back roads with you, my gorgeous maid
Your hair looks beautiful
scratched my head,
And I looked with a feelin’ rare,
And I says, says I, to a passer-by,
“Who’s the maid with the nut brown hair?
He smiled at me and he says,
nowhere
His heart was set on the Indian maid with the coal black hair
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no
a lonely indian, never went nowhere
His heart was set on the indian maid with the coal black hair
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
So
poor old wooden head
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian
Never went nowhere
Heart was set on the Chocktaw maid
Wearin' the long, black hair
Kaw-Liga,
a lonely indian, never went nowhere
His heart was set on the indian maid with the coal black hair
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
So
scratched my head
And I looked with a feelin' rare
And I says, says I, to a passer-by
"Whose the maid with the nut brown hair"?
He smiled at me and he says,
scratched my head
And I looked with a feelin' rare
And I says, says I, to a passer-by
"Whose the maid with the nut brown hair"?
He smiled at me and he says,
sped, sure I scratched my head
And I looked with a feelin' rare
And I says, says I, to a passer-by
"Whose the maid with the nut brown hair?"
He
A maid is doing my hair
In front of the club there is a pumpkin coach
A maid is doing my hair
In front of the club there is a pumpkin coach
It's
a lonely indian, never went nowhere
His heart was set on the indian maid with the coal black hair
Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show
So
a fair maid
With hair an ashen grey
Careful you don't catch her
Or give her right of way
For she will look upon you
Steal your soul away
For
poor old wooden head
Kaw-Liga was a lonely Indian
Never went nowhere
Heart was set on the Chocktaw maid
Wearin' the long, black hair
Kaw-Liga,
who sit by the fire, pray think of the trav'lers who walk through the mire.
Oh, where is the maid with the silver hair pin to open the door and let us
looked so sweet from her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut brown hair.
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
For to see I was really there.
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