Come away, away, away; Come where the lilies bloom so fair; Come away, away, away; Come where sweet fragrance fills the air. Come when the shadows Gently are falling Over land and sea, Over land and sea, Evening shadows fall around us, And the flow'rs have gone to sleep.

On the winding path by the brookside, There we'll wander 'midst flow'rs beautiful flow'rs, Where the rippling waters are flowing And the sweet music of birds floats on the air. Come where the lilies, The sweet fragrant lilies, Oh, come where the lilies bloom so fair. Down in the meadows, The green verdant meadows, Come where sweet fragrance fills the air.

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