Lily of the West - Traditional arr. E.Davies, J.Peterson
    When  first i came to Louisville, some pleasure here to find

    A damsel there from Lexington was pleasin' to my mind
    Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips like arrows pierced my breast
    An' the name she bore was Flora, the lily of the west.

    I courted lovely Flora some pleasure for to find
    But she turned unto another man whose sore distressed my mind
    She robbed me of my liberty, deprieved me of my rest
    Then go my lovely Flora, the lily of the west.

    Way down in yonder shady grove, a man of high degree
    Conversin' with my Flora there, it seemed so strange to me
    An' the answer that she gave to him it sure did me oppress
    I was betrayed by Flore, the lily of the west.

    I stepped up to my rival, my dagger in my hand
    I seized him by the collar an' boldly made him stand
    Bein' mad by desperation i pierced him to the breast
    All this for lovely Flora, the lily of the west.

    I had to stand my trial, i had to make my plea
    They placed me in the witness box an' they commenced on me
    Although she swore my life away, deprieved of my rest
    Still i love my faithless Flora, the lily of the west.


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