Listen to the Mockingbird Last night I dreamed of my Halley Of my Halley, my sweet Halley Last night I dreamed of my Halley For the thought of her is one that never dies She's sleeping now in the valley In the valley, my sweet Halley She's sleeping now in the valley And the Mockingbird is singing where she lies Listen to the Mockingbird, listen to the Mockingbird Oh the Mockingbird is singing oe'er her grave Listen to the Mockingbird, listen to the Mockingbird Still singing where the yellow roses grow How well do I yet remember I remember, I remember How well do I yet remember For the thought of her is one that never dies It was in that sweet September In September, I remember It was in that sweet September That the Mockingbird was singing far and wide Listen to the Mockingbird, listen to the Mockingbird Oh the Mocking bird still singing oe'er her grave Listen to the Mockingbird, listen to the Mockingbird Oh the Mockingbird still singing in the spring BL
Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!