Will you come with me, my Phyllis dear,|
To yon blue mountain free?
Where the blossoms smell the sweetest,
Come rove along with me.
It's every Sunday morning,
When I am by your side,
We'll jump into the wagon
And all take a ride.
Wait for the wagon, wait for the wagon,
Wait for the wagon, and we'll all take a ride.
2. Where the river runs like silver
3. Do you believe, my Phyllis, dear,|
Old Mike, with all his wealth,
Can make you half so happy
As I, with youth and health?
We'll have a little farm,
A horse, a pig and cow;
And you will mind the dairy,
While I do guide the plough.
4. Your lips are red as poppies,
5. Together, on life's journey,
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