Aura Lee Aura Lee With your golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swallows filled the air As the blackbird in the spring 'neath the willow tree Sat and piped I heard him sing of my Aura Lee Aura Lee Aura Lee With your golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swallows fill the air Aura Lee Aura Lee With your golden hair Sunshine came along with thee And swallows fill the air