A popular song from 1852
Words and music by H. S. Thompson
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by Benjamin R. Tubb:
Lyrics
- ‘Twas a calm still night, and the moon’s pale light,
Shone soft o’er hill and vale,
When friends with grief, stood around the death bed,
Of my poor lost Lilly Dale.
CHORUS:
Oh! Lilly, sweet Lilly,
Dear Lilly Dale,
Now the wild rose blossoms o’er her little green grave,
‘Neath the trees in the flow’ry vale.
- Her cheeks that once glowed, with the rose-tint of health,
By the hand of disease had turned pale,
And the death damp was on the pure white brow,
Of my poor lost Lilly Dale. - “I go,” she said, “to the land of rest,”
And ere my strength shall fail,
I must tell you where, near my own loved home,
You must lay poor Lilly Dale. - Neath the chestnut tree; where the wild flow’rs grow,
And the stream ripples forth thru’ the vale,
Where the birds shall warble their songs in spring,
There lay poor Lilly Dale