Gentle Lena Clare - Stephen Foster

I'm thinking of sweet Lena Clare

With deep blue eyes and waving hair

Her voice is soft her face is fair

My gentle Lena Clare

Her gentle Lena Clare

My dear loved Lena Clare

Her heart is light

Her eyes are bright

My gentle Lena Clare

I love her careless winning ways

I love her wild and birdlike lays

I love the grass whereon she strays

My gentle Lena Clare

Gentle Lena Clare

My dear loved Lena Clare

Her heart is light

Her eyes are bright

My gentle Lena Clare

Her gentle Lena Clare

Her home is in the shady glen

When summer comes I'll seek again

On mountain height and lowland plain;

My gentle Lena Clare

Her gentle Lena Clare

My dear loved Lena Clare

Her heart is light

Her eyes are bright

My gentle Lena Clare