River In The Pines

Lyrics
Oh Mary was a maiden The birds began to sing She was fairer than the bloomin' Rose in the early spring Her thoughts were fair and happy The mornin' was gay and fine Her lover was a river boy From the river in the pines Now Charlie he got married To his Mary in the spring When the trees were budding early And the birds began to sing Early in the autumn When the fruit is in the wine I'll return to you my darlin' From the river in the pines Early in the mornin' Wisconsin's dreary clime Where they rolled the fatal rapids For the last and fatal time They found their bodies lyin' on The rocky shore below Where the silent water ripples And the whisperin' cedars blow Now every raft of lumber That comes down the Chippewa There's a lonely grave that's visited By the drivers on their way They plant the wild flowers on In the mornin' fair and fine 'Tis the grave of two young lovers From the river in the pines Oh Mary was a maiden The birds began to sing She was fairer than the bloomin' Rose in early spring
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