Jeanie With The Light Brown Hair

I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair
 Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air
 I see her tripping where the bright streams play
 Happy as the daisies that dance on her way
 Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour
 Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er
 Oh! I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair
 Floating, like a vapor, on the soft, summer air
 I long for Jeannie with the day dawn smile
 Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile
 I hear her melodies, like joys gone by
 Sighing round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die
 Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain
 Wailing for the lost one that comes not again
 Oh! I long for Jeannie, and my heart bows low
 Never more to find her where the bright waters flow
 I sigh for Jeannie, but her light form strayed
 Far from the fond hearts round her native glade
 Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown
 Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone
 Now the nodding wild flow'rs may wither on the shore
 While her gentle fingers will cull them no more
 Oh! I sigh for Jeannie with the light brown hair
 Floating like a vapor, on the soft summer air