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ZELMA LEE Sung by: Neal Morris Recorded in Mountain View, AR 9/2/61 Click here to listen to the original recording Where the morning glories clamber. The ivy vine’s a-creeping around the door, Where the fairest flowers are springing, And the sweet wild birds are singing. She whispers, “I will love none else but you,” Chorus: And her smile is sweet and tender As the moonlight on the sea. Her brown eyes softly beaming, They’re filled with love for me, And my happy heart is beating While the rosy hours are fleeting, As I sit beside my darling Zelma Lee. (Comment by Mr. Morris, "Now play that back. Cut it off.") Like a winsome little fairy, With her step so light and merry, ‘Round the cottage she is flitting all the day, And the music of her singing, Like the wild bird notes are ringing. It echoes through the woodland far away. (Chorus) When the nightly dew is falling, And the mockingbird is calling, We often stroll together on the shore, Where the silver waters glisten, And the wavelets seems to listen To our vows so oft repeated o’er and o’er, And my darling softly tells me, In her sweet and winning tone, With summer I will claim her Forever as my own, And I whisper that I love her, While the moonbeams seem to hover, Like a blessing on our pathway falling down. (Chorus) |
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All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted The John Quincy Wolf Folklore Collection Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas Back to the Song Index Back to the Wolf Collection Homepage ©Copyright 2002 Lyon College |