Listen To The Mocking Bird

Septimus Winner.

I’m dreaming now of Hal-lie,
Sweet Hal-lie - sweet Hal-lie.
In dreaming now of Hal-lie -
For the thought of her is one that never dies.

She’s sleeping in the valley,
The valley - the valley -
She’s sleeping in the valley -
And the Mocking bird is singing where she lies.

Listen to the Mocking bird,
Listen to the Mocking bird.
The Mocking bird is singing o’er her grave.

Listen to the Mocking bird,
Listen to the Mocking bird.
Still singing where the weeping willows wave.

Ah! well I yet re-member -
Remember - remember -
Ah! well I yet remember -
When we gathered in the cotton side by side.

’Twas in the mild Sep-tem-ber
Sep-tember - Sep-tember -
’Twas in the mild Sep-tember
And the Mocking bird is singing far and wide.