Meet Me By Moonlight Willie

A.W. AUNER, SONG PUBLISHER & PRINTER, Tenth and Race Sts., Philadelphia, Pa.

Meet me by Moonlight Willie.

There is a fine ship on the ocean,
All lined with silver and gold
Its name is Abraham Lincoln,
And I’m sure that by Willie’s on board.

O meət, O meet me by moonlight,
O meet me by moonlight alone;
I have a sad story to tell you,
Must be told by the moonlight alone.

O! where has my Willie now gone to,
He’s out on the wild raging sea,
He’s out on the ocean sailing,
And he’ll never come back unto me.

O meet, O meet me by moonlight,
O meet me by moonlight alone;
I have a sad story to tell you,
Must be told by the moonlight alone.

I wish I knew of an eagle,
Would lend me their wings for to fly;
I’d fly to the arms of my Willie,
And there I would lay down and die.

O meet, O meet me by moonlight,
O meet me by moonlight alone;
I have a sad story to tell you,
Must be told by the moonlight alone.

A.W. AUNER’S CARD AND JOB PRINTING ROOMS, Tenth and Race Sts., Philadelphia, Pa.

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