Belle Isle - Traditional, Arr By Bob Dylan
    One evenin' for pleasure 
    I rambled to view the fair fields all alone
    Down by the banks of Loch Erin 
    Where beauty an' pleasure were known
    I spied a fair maid at her labor 
    Which caused me to stay for a while
    An' i thought of a goddess of beauty
    Bloomin' bright star of bright isle.

    I humbled myself to her beauty 
    ``Fair maiden where do you belong?
    Are you from heaven descended 
    Abidin' in Cupid's fair throne.''
    ``Young man i will tell you a secret
    It's true i'm a maid that is poor
    And to part from my vows and my promise 
    Is more that my heart can endure.
    Therefore i'll remain at my service 
    And go through all my hardship and toil
    And wait for the life that has left me 
    All alone on the banks of Belle Isle.''

    ``Young maiden i which not to banter
    'T'is true i've come here in disguise
    I came here to fulfill our last promise 
    An' hoped to give you a surprise
    I own you're a maid i love gently 
    An' you've been in my heart all the while
    For me there is no other damsel 
    Than my bloomin' bright star of Belle Isle.''


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