The Country Stroll

I saw you walking in a rural esteem, Alongside the irrigation stream; It was near the golden end of the day, I prayed you would look over my way. Alongside the irrigation stream, Picked out by the last sunbeam, I prayed you would look over my way; See me and have something to say. Picked out by the last sunbeam, Your hair and eyes seemed to gleam. See me and have something to say: It was all I could think and pray. Your hair and eyes seemed to gleam. I opened my mouth greetings to redeem; It was all I could think and pray, As afternoon fading you turned away. I opened my mouth greetings to redeem; Orange and brown the colour scheme, As afternoon fading you turned away, A tall shadow across the grass to sway. Orange and brown the colour scheme, It was near the golden end of the day, A tall shadow across the grass to sway; I saw you walking in a rural esteem.