Lyrics:

(George Poulton)

As the blackbird in the spring
'Neath the willow tree
Sat and piped I heard him sing
Singing Aura Lee.

Aura Lee, Aura Lee
Maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with Thee
And swallows in the air.

On her cheek the rose was born
And music when she spake
In her eyes the race of morn
With sudden splendor break.

Aura Lee, Aura Lee
Maid of golden hair
Sunshine came along with Thee
And swallows in the air...