Amber Tresses
A.P. CARTER
Far away in sunny mountains
Where the merry sunbeams play
There he wandered through the clover
Singing to a village maid
She was dearer than the dearest
Ever loving kind and true
And she wore beneath her bonnet
Amber tresses tied with blue
Fate decreed that they be parted
Ere the leaves of autumn fell
Then two hearts were separated
That had loved each other well
She was all he had to cherish
Ever loving kind and true
Now he sees in every vision
Amber tresses tied with blue
She was dearer than the dearest
Ever loving kind and true
And she wore beneath her bonnet
Amber tresses tied with blue
