Country girl, country girl
I behold her in meadow land
Mowing and reaping
And singing a refrain
Oh, what a melancholy strain
The valley echoed with a ring
No nightingale could ever sing
So plain to believe
As the country girl
I was spellbound and curious
Why such a sad song
Perhaps love passed her by
No hope for rainbow in the sky
Maybe she held a memory dear
A happiness of yesteryears
In solitude
Cried the country girl
Came the hour to travel on
Sadness befell me
A sorrow filled my heart
A longing never to depart
The music in my soul I bought
Long after it was her no more
And memories of a country girl
Whose love I'll never know

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