Listen to the Mockingbird

"Listen to the Mockingbird" was a very popular 19th century song.

The lyrics are:

I'm dreaming now of Hallie, sweet Hallie, sweet Hallie
I'm dreaming now of Hallie, for the thought of her is one that never dies
She's sleeping in the valley, the valley, the valley
She's sleeping in the valley, and the mockingbird singing where she lies

Listen to the mockingbird, listen to the mockingbird
The mockingbird is singing o'er her grave
Listen to the mockingbird, listen to the mockingbird
Still singing where the weeping willows wave

Ah! Well I yet remember, remember, remember,
Ah! Well I yet remember
When we gather’d in the cotton side by side;
‘Twas in the mild September, September, September,
‘Twas in the mild September,
And the mocking bird was singing far and wide.

Listen to the mockingbird, listen to the mockingbird
The mockingbird is singing o'er her grave
Listen to the mockingbird, listen to the mockingbird
Still singing where the weeping willows wave

When the charms of spring awaken, awaken, awaken,
When the charms of spring awaken,
And the mocking bird is singing on the bough,
I feel like one forsaken, forsaken, forsaken,
I feel like one forsaken,
Since my Hally is no longer with me now.

Listen to the mocking bird,
Listen to the mocking bird,
The mocking bird still singing o’er her grave;
Listen to the mocking bird,
Listen to the mocking bird,
Still singing where the weeping willows wave.
Listen to the mocking bird,
Listen to the mocking bird, the mocking bird still sing o’er her grave;
Listen to the mocking bird,
Listen to the mocking bird,
Still singing where the weeping willows wave.