| Show THE LITTLE ROSE OF SHANE I 1 saw a I 1 little ittle rosebud As I 1 went down the lane not yet a bloom I 1 said ill wait fill I 1 come back again To tomorrow or perhaps some day the sunshine and the rain may open out the bud arved and I 1 will call my ane the rose white rose of all the world my sweet white rose of shane tomorrow I 1 went back the way I 1 heeded not the ram rain in the sun aslant athwart the lane it was the sweetest sun The Sweetest tu rain yet I 1 but heard the whis whispering vering that came akin to pain from up the glebe where I 1 L had left my idy rose ros e white rose of shane there was a mill elji wheel by the way I 1 asked the millers swain if he could tell me aught that happened since I 1 came down the lane yet I 1 but heard beard his answer in the mii mi I wheels sad retrain refrain in the dripping of the water As it fell akin to pain ah me met 11 some one had talen taen away my rose white rose of shane atlanta constitution |
