Lyr Add: Lovely Delia

Subject: Lovely Delia
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 23 May 00 - 04:12 PM

Lovely Delia
Tune- Sleeping Maggie

Upon the flow'ry banks o' Tyne,
The rose and myrtle may entwine:
But were there every sweet divine,
they wadna a' be like my Delia.

Chorus-
Clear beams the eye o' Delia,
Heaven's in the smile o' Delia
Nor flowers that blaw, nor falling snaw,
Were e'er sae pure as lovely Delia.

Gently blaw, thou whistlin' wind,
Along the bonny banks o' Tyne,
Where nature every grace combin'd
When she first form'd my life, my delia

Tho' a' the wee birds round me sing,
To welcome back the blithefu' spring;
Yet a' the music they can bring
Is nae sae sweet's the voice o' Delia.

The bonny little playfu'lamb,
That frisks along the verdant plain,
Is nae mair free fra guilty stain,
Than is my life, my love, my Delia.

The priests they tell us, all above,
with angels do delight in love;
Then surely angels must approve
Their image in my lovely Delia.

Truth and kindness ever reigns,
In a' he heart, through a' her veins;
Yet nane shall ken the pleasing pains
I hae endur'd for my sweet Delia

chorus-
Heaven's in the smile o' Delia,
Bright's the beam in here dark eye;
Nor floweer that blaws, nor virgin snaws,
Were e'er sae pure as my lov'd Delia.

 -In: The Newcastle Song Book or Tyne-Side Songster., W&T Fordyce
Newcastle Upon Tyne.