Annie Lisle - Lyrics

Lyrics

Down where the waving willows

’Neath the sunbeams smile,

Shadow’d o’er the murm’ring waters

Dwelt sweet Annie Lisle;

Pure as the forest lily,

Never tho’t of guile

Had its home within the bosom

Of sweet Annie Lisle.

CHORUS

Wave willows, murmur waters,

Golden sunbeams, smile!

Earthly music cannot waken

Lovely Annie Lisle.

Sweet came the hallow’d chiming

Of the Sabbath bell,

Borne on the morning breezes

Down the woody dell.

On a bed of pain and anguish

Lay dear Annie Lisle,

Chang’d were the lovely features,

Gone the happy smile.

"Raise me in your arms, O Mother;

Let me once more look

On the green and waving willows

And the flowing brook.

Hark! the sound of angel music

From the choirs above!

Dearest mother, I am going;

Surely God is love."