Lyrics: A dear little maid, a bonnie bright maid, A sweet little maid I know Her cheeks are like roses, her lips like twin cherries, Her eyes with mischief glow And oft she is singing glad as a bird, For glad as a songbird is she So fair, so sweet, so true, discreet, So pure, so neat, so quaint, petite, And this is the reason why Somebody met her on the way, Walking a down the glen one day, Telling a secret, whisp'ring low, Love me, ah darling, I love you so. Now she is singing joyously, Somebody loves me, carols she; Somebody loves me dearly I know Somebody does, for he told me so. Said he, pry thee give me this hand dear maid, And with it thy heart so true Her heart she then missed it and found he possessed it, What else could the dear girl do But gaily go singing glad as a bird, for glad as a bird, For glad as a songbird is she So fond, so dear, without a peer, He did revere this maid sincere And this is the reason why Somebody met her on the way, Walking a down the glen one day,, Telling a secret, whisp’ring low, Love me, Ah darling, I love you so. Now she is singing joyously, Somebody loves me, carols she, Soomebody loves me dearly I know, Somebody does, for he told me so.
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The derogatory terms, images, and ideas that appear in some of this sheet music are not condoned by the University of Mississippi. They do represent the attitudes of a number of Americans at the times the songs were published. As such, it is hoped that the sheet music in this collection can aid students of music, history, and other disciplines to better understand popular American music and racial stereotypes from the 19th- and early 20th-centuries. Read the introduction for further information to use when contextualizing this item: http://188.8.131.52/cdm4/intro_harris.php