Roll on silver moon
1.
As I stray'd from my cot at
the close of the day,
'Mid the ravishing beauties of June,...
'Neath a jessamine shade I espied
a fair maid,
And she plaintively sighed to the moon....
CHORUS:
Roll on silver moon point
the trav'ler his way,
While the nightingale's
song is in tune....
I never, never more with my true love
will stray,
By thy soft silver beams gentle moon.
2.
As the hart on the mountain,
my lover was brave,
So noble, and manly and clever,
So kind and sincere, and he loved me
full dear,
Oh my Edwin his equal was never.
(CHORUS)
3.
But alas he is dead and
gone to death's bed,
Cut down like a rose in full bloom;
And alone doth he sleep while I thus
sadly weep,
Neath thy soft silver light gentle moon.
(CHORUS)
4.
His lone grave I'll seek out until
morning appears,
And weep o'er my lover so brave;
I'll embrace the cold sod,
and bathe with my tears
The sweet flowers that bloom
o'er his grave.
(CHORUS)
5.
Ah me! ne'er again may my bosom rejoice,
For my lost love I fain would meet soon;
And fond lovers will weep o'er
the grave where we sleep,
Neath thy soft silver light gentle moon.
(CHORUS)
