Where Has Lula Gone
Where Has Lula Gone | |
Stephen Foster, 1858
| Little voices laughing free, Laughing on the lawn, Tell me can you answer me, Where has Lula gone? Where is that merry form Ever on the move, Glancing through calm and storm Living beams of love? Soft rays of mellow light From her eyes were thrown, And her smiles were summer bright, Where has Lula gone? | 2. She has left the sunny hills In their blushing bloom, She has left the running rills Gushing round her home, Far in some distant land She may yet be seen Leading a fairy band Like a fairy queen. Far, far my longing heart On her path has flown, Yet no answer can impart; Where has Lula gone? | 3. Summer days have come and gone, Starry nights have passed, Many dreams of hope have flown Since I saw her last Roaming in rapture wild On the mountain side, Smiling when roses smiled, Sighing when they died, Wild as the honey bee, Gentle as the fawn, Fairer than the dawn was she; Where has Lula gone? |