Beautiful Ohio

Ballard MacDonald, 1918

Long, long ago, someone I know Had a little red canoe, In it room for only two, Love found its start, then in my heart And like a flower grew: Chorus: Drifting with the current down a moonlit stream While above the heavens in their glory gleam And the stars on high, twinkle in the sky Seeming in a paradise of love divine Dreaming of a pair of eyes that looked in mine Beautiful Ohio, in dreams again I see Visions of what used to be.