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C. J. S. [Music: in G Major]
1. 'Twas when I came to England, some pleasure for to find, / There I espied a damsel most pleasing to my mind; / Her rosy cheeks and shining eyes as arrows pierced my breast, / Her name was Lovely Flora, the Lily of the West.
2. Her golden hair in ringlets hung, her dress was spangled o'er; / She'd rings on every finger, brought from a foreign shore; / 'Twould ruin kings and princes, so richly was she dress'd, / She far excelleth Venus, this Lily of the West.
3. I courted her a fortnight, in hopes her love to gain, / But soon she turn'd against me, which caused all my pain. / She robb'd me of my freedom, she robb'd me of my rest, / I roam, forsook of Flora, the Lily of the West.
4. Alas! where'er I wander, however much I will / The thought of that fair maiden abideth with me still; / For ever I am downcast, for ever am oppress'd, / An outcast e'er from Flora, the Lily of the West.