[ Featuring Desmond Dupre ]
"My sweetheart, come along
Don't you hear the fond song
The sweet notes of the nightingale flow?
Don't you hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in those valleys below?
So be not afraid
To walk in the shade
Nor yet in those valleys below
Nor yet in those valleys below"
"Pretty Betsy, don't fail
For I'll carry your pail
Safe home to your cot as we go
You shall hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in those valleys below"
But she was afraid
To walk in the shade
To walk in those valleys below
To walk in those valleys below
"Pray let me alone
I have hands of my own
Along with you I will not go
To hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in those valleys below
For I am afraid
To walk in the shade,
To walk in those valleys below
To walk in those valleys below"
"Pray sit yourself down
With me on the ground
On this bank where sweet primroses grow
You shall hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale
As she sings in those valleys below
So be not afraid
To walk in the shade,
Nor yet in those valleys below
Nor yet in those valleys below"
This couple agreed
They were married with speed
And soon to the church they did go
She was no more afraid
For to walk in the shade
Nor yet in those valleys below
Nor to hear the fond tale
Of the sweet nightingale
As she sung in those valleys below
As she sung in those valleys below
