dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for ;
Sounds of the rude heard in the day,
Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!

dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo with soft melody;
Gone are the cares 's busy throng,
awake unto me!

, out on the sea
Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the coming morn.

, beam on my ,
E'en as the morn on the streamlet and ;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart,
, awake unto me!

Jeanie with the Brown Hair

I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air;
I see her tripping where the streams play,
Happy as the daisies that dance on her way.
Many were the notes her merry voice would pour.
Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er:
Floating, like a vapor, on the soft summer air.
I long for the daydawn smile,
Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile;
I hear her melodies, like joys gone by,
Sighing round my o'er the fond hopes that die: --
Sighing like the and sobbing like the rain, --
Wailing for the lost one that comes not again:
Oh! and my bows low,
Never more to find her where the waters flow.
I sigh but her form strayed
Far from the fond hearts round her native glade;
Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown,
Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone.
Now the nodding flowers may wither on the shore
While her gentle fingers will cull them no more:
Oh! with the ,
Floating, like a vapor, on the soft summer air.

Oh! Suzanna

I came from Alabama
wid my ban jo on my knee,
I'm g'wan to Louisiana,
My true love for to see,
It raind all the day I left
The weather it was dry,
The sun so hot I frose to death
dont you .
[Chorus] Oh! Oh! dont you for me
I've come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee.
[Solo] I jumped aboard de telegraph,
And trabbelled down de riber,
De Lectric fluid magnified,
And Killed five Hundred Nigger
De bullgine buste, de horse run off,
I realy thought I'd die;
I shut my eyes to hold my breath,
, dont you .
[Chorus] Oh! Oh! dont you for me
I've come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee.
[Solo] I had a de odder ,
When ebery ting was still;
I thought I saw ,
A coming down de hill.
The buckwheat cake war in her mouth,
The tear was in her eye,
Says I, im coming from de South,
, dont you .
[Chorus] Oh! Oh! dont you for me
I've come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee.
[Solo] I soon will be in New Orleans,
And den I'll look all round,
And when I find ,
I'll fall upon the ground.
But if I do not find her,
Dis darkie 'l surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried,
, dont you .
[Chorus] Oh! Oh! dont you for me
I've come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee.