An old grape arbor down in dear old Dixie,
A little bench beneath it’s friendly shade.
There’s where my heart with tender love is roaming,
There’s where I left a little Dixie maid.
The birds are North again and gaily singing,
Is seems they sing in sad and mournful tone.
I’m writing her today in love lines pleading,
Beneath the arbor wait for me alone.
When it’s moonlight, Mary darling,
‘Neath the old grape arbor shade,
Promise that you’ll renew,dear,
Old time promises you made,
Then I’ll kiss you and caress you,
To my heart again
I’ll press you,
When it’s moonlight, Mary darling
‘Neath the old grape arbor shade.
In fancy I can hear the joy bells ringing,
While orange blossoms crown my Dixie maid.
With welcome smile she’s waiting for my coming,
As moonlight’s stealing, ‘neath the arbor shade.
Beside her down the lane to church I wander,
At last she’s mine I own her heart and hand.
Sweet dreams in fancy once more take me homeward,
Beneath the arbor down in Dixie Land.
Costello, Bartley and Helf, J. Fred, "When It's Moonlight Mary Darling 'Neath the Old Grape Arbor Shade" (1907). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1711.
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