THE LONE STARRY HOUR

Oh the lone starry hour give me love
When still is the beautiful night
And 'round the laughing moon I see love
Peeps down through the clouds silv'ry light
When the lone winds sweep through the woodland
And I gaze on the bright rising star
When the world is in dream and in sleep love
Will you wake while I touch my guitar

When the red rosy morn grows bright love
Far away o'er the distant sea
When the stars cease their gentle light love
I will wait from a welcome from thee
Then, Oh, if the pleasure is thine love
We'll wander together a-far
My heart shall be thine, thine my love
Then awake while I touch my guitar