Aura Lee
George R. Poulton, W. W. Fosdick
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