Far away in sunny mountains
Where the merry sunbeams play
There I wander through the clover
Singing to a village maid

She was dearer than the dearest
Ever loving kind and [bad word] 
And she wore beneath her bonnet
Amber tresses tied with blue

 [bad word] break]

Fate decreed that we be parted
Ere the leaves of autumn fell
When two hearts are separated
That had loved each other well

She was all I had to cherish
Ever loving kind and [bad word] 
Now I see in every vision
Amber tresses tied with blue

 [bad word] break]

She was dearer than the dearest
Ever loving kind and [bad word] 
And she wore beneath her bonnet
Amber tresses tied with blue.