Aura Lee
Aura Lee
With your golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swallows filled the air

As the blackbird in the spring ‘neath the willow tree
Sat and piped
I heard him sing of my Aura Lee

Aura Lee
Aura Lee
With your golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swallows fill the air

Aura Lee
Aura Lee
With your golden hair
Sunshine came along with thee
And swallows fill the air