GOLDEN DREAM GIRL
(Lee Morse)


Lee Morse - 1925





There's a song that haunts me, there's a girl that wants me
I'll always love her, always think of her
But the fates win somehow and I must forget now
"Farewell To Thee", that melody haunts me

Golden dream girl, you're my own South Sea pearl
Since that night on the sands your little brown hands
Set my world awhirl
Oh, my South Sea flower, that enchanted hour
Makes my heart ache to come back and take you home
For mine alone, golden dream girl

I can see her standing at the old boat landing
Brown eyes so tearful, poor heart so fearful
Hopelessly believing that her sweetheart's leaving
Forever more, that sweet Hawaiian shore

Golden dream girl, you're my own South Sea pearl
Since that night on the sands your little brown hands
Set my world awhirl
Oh, my South Sea flower, that enchanted hour
Makes my heart ache to come back and take you home
For mine alone, golden dream girl






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - July 2012)