verse:
The birds of the forest are calling for thee,
And the shades and the glades are lonely.
Summer is here with her blossoms fair,
And you are absent only.
No bird that nests in the greenwood tree
But sighs to greet you and kiss you,
All the violets yearn for your safe return,
But most of all I miss you.
chorus:
Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart,
Dream of the field and the grove.
Can you hear me, hear me in that dreamland
Where your fancies rove?
Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart,
Wild little woodland dove.
Can you hear the song that tells you
All my heart's true love?
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Words by Harry B.Smith
Music by Victor Herbert
First published 1898, now in public domain
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verse:
The birds of the forest are calling for thee,
And the shades and the glades are lonely.
Summer is here with her blossoms fair,
And you are absent only.
No bird that nests in the greenwood tree
But sighs to greet you and kiss you,
All the violets yearn for your safe return,
But most of all I miss you.
chorus:
Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart,
Dream of the field and the grove.
Can you hear me, hear me in that dreamland
Where your fancies rove?
Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart,
Wild little woodland dove.
Can you hear the song that tells you
All my heart's true love?
-----
Words by Harry B.Smith
Music by Victor Herbert
First published 1898, now in public domain
The birds of the forest are calling for thee,
And the shades and the glades are lonely.
Summer is here with her blossoms fair,
And you are absent only.
No bird that nests in the greenwood tree
But sighs to greet you and kiss you,
All the violets yearn for your safe return,
But most of all I miss you.
chorus:
Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart,
Dream of the field and the grove.
Can you hear me, hear me in that dreamland
Where your fancies rove?
Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart,
Wild little woodland dove.
Can you hear the song that tells you
All my heart's true love?
-----
Words by Harry B.Smith
Music by Victor Herbert
First published 1898, now in public domain
Writer: CARL TERRELL MITCHELL, JAMAL F. JONES, JASON LAMONT PERRY, SEAN GARRETT
Copyright: Lyrics © CALVARY CHAPEL OF COSTA MESA
Copyright: Lyrics © CALVARY CHAPEL OF COSTA MESA