New Wildwood Flower
| Artist: | Buddy Starcher |
| Writer: | Buddy Starcher |
She is waiting for me in a rose covered bower
And her eyes are like violets after the shower
For she's dreaming of dreams thru the long summer hour
She's my sweetheart my own, she's my frail wildwood flower
All the wild forest creatures are under her spell
On her shoulder the dove his love secrets will tell
And the shy April fawn comes to lie at the feet
Of my frail wildwood flower so gentle and sweet
I will pick tender blossoms to twine in her hair
Blushing roses so red and the lilies so fair
Lovely myrtles so bright with the emerald dew
Modest buttercups yellow, forget-me-nots too
Hand in hand through the wildwood together we'll stray
She will sing, she will dance, and my heart she will sway
And her laughter will echo like ripples at play
Till my cares like my heart she has stolen away
There's no artist can paint her, no poet can write
How she warms this cold world like a sunbeam so bright
I will love and protect her and never will part
From my frail wildwood flower that twines 'round my heart
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