Thou art the Queen of my song - Stephen Foster

I long for thee; must I long and long in vain

I sigh for thee; will thou come not back again

Though cold forms surround us

To sever all that bound us

Gentle queen of my song

The fields and fair flowers shall welcome thee

And all to thy pleasures shall be long;

Pride of my early years

Thou art the queen of my song

The days are gone days of summer bright and gay

The days of love we so fondly whiled away;

But still while I'm dreaming

Thy smiles are over me beaming

Gentle queen of my song

The wind over the lone meadow wails for thee

The birds sing thy beauties all day long;

Pride of my early years

Thou art the queen of my song

I turn to thee; though our happy hours have flown

I turn to thee; and my saddest thoughts are gone

For love will be burning

And memory still returning

Gentle queen of my song

Come let the warm heart rejoice with me

Come from the bright and luring throug;

Pride of my early years

Thou art the queen of my song

Thou art the queen of my song

Thou art the queen of my song