^GAs the blackbird ^A7in the spring, '^D7neath the willow ^Gtree, Sat and piped, I ^A7heard him sing; ^D7sing of Aura L^Gee. Aura ^B7Lee, ^EmAura ^G7Lee, ^Cmaid with golden ^Ghair Sunshine ca^E7me alon^A7g with thee, an^D7d swallows in th^Ge air.

^GIn thy blush the r^A7ose was born, m^D7usic when you sp^Gake. Through thine azure e^A7ye, the morn, sp^D7arkling seemed to b^Greak. Aura ^B7Lee, ^EmAura Le^G7e, b^Cirds of crimson w^Ging Never s^E7ong have s^A7ung to me as i^D7n that night, sweet sp^Gring.

^GAura Lee, the b^A7ird may flee the ^D7willow's golden h^Gair Swing through winter f^A7itfully, o^D7n the stormy a^Gir. Yet if t^B7hy blue ^Emeyes I s^G7ee, glo^Com will soon dep^Gart. For to ^E7me, sweet Aur^A7a Lee is su^D7nshine through the he^Gart.

^GWhen the mistlet^A7oe was green, m^D7idst the winter's s^Gnows Sunshine in thy f^A7ace was seen ^D7kissing lips of r^Gose. Aura L^B7ee, A^Emura ^G7Lee, t^Cake my golden r^Ging. Love and li^E7ght ret^A7urn with thee, and sw^D7allows with the s^Gpring.