I will come to your home, Nellie Wildwood,
In the spring when the wild flow’rs bloom,
When the birds shall return, Nellie Wildwood,
From the South land to sing round thy home;
When the warm breath of May, Nellie Wildwood,
Shall come like a fairy o’er the lea,
To kiss evry flow’r, Nellie Wildwood,
That blooms like a gem by the sea.
Coming in the spring Nellie Wildwood
Coming when the dews kiss the fen
Coming when the flowers are the sweetest
Coming when the birds shall return.
The long winter days, Nellie Wildwood,
Go by with their slow dreary hours,
And I pine for the time, Nellie Wildwood,
When spring time shall come with her flow’rs;
For then I will haste, Nellie Wildwood,
Away to thy dear happy home,
Where we last said goodbye, Nellie Wildwood,
“Good Bye” till the spring time shall come.
When long years have flown, Nellie Wildwood,
And folded our lives as the year,
Oh! then at the gate, Nellie Wildwood,
We’ll wait for the angels to come,
To bear us a-way, Nellie Wildwood,
Away to that bright happy home.
[Chorus Verse 3]
Never more to part Nellie Wildwood
Never more to long for the spring
Evermore to live darling Nellie
Where the blessed angels sing.
Pitts, William S., "Nellie Wildwood" (1867). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1126.
The views expressed in this paper are solely those of the author.