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THE LONE, LONE VALLEY
Way down in the lone, lone valley;
Where the violets early bloom;
There sleeps one gently Anna
In a cold and silent tomb.
She died not broken hearted,
She neither in sickness fell,
But in one sad moment parted
From one she loved so well.
One night, when the moon shone brightly
And early fell the dew;
Away down in a lone, lone vallye
Her jealous lover true.
Come love and let us wander,
O’er meadows wild and gay;
Come love and let us ponder
O’er our wedding day
Oh! Edward I’m so tired
I don’t care to roam;
For roaming is so dreary,
Dearest Edward, stay at home.
Up stepped her jealous lover.
One silent vow he made
No mortal hand can save you
In a moment you’ll be slain.
Down on her knees before him;
She begged him for her life
But in her snow white bosom
He plunged the fatal knife.
Oh! Edward I’ll forgive you
Though it be my very last breath.
I never loved another, and
She closed her eyes in death.
He sighed not, as he pressed her
Close to his jealous heart.
He sighed not as he kissed her
For he knew they soon must part.
