SILVER BELL
(Edward Madden / Percy Wenrich 1905)

as recorded by Gertie Gitana
1911


Beneath the light
Of the bright starry night
Sat a lonely little Indian maid.
"No lover's sweet serenade
Has ever won me!"

As in a dream,
It would seem,
Down a stream,
Gaily paddling his tiny canoe,
A chieftain, longing to woo,
Sang her this song.

"Your voice is ringing, my Silver Bell!
Under it's spell,
I've come to tell you
Of the love I am bringing
O'er hill and dell. 
Happy will dwell
My Silver Bell!"




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - February 2020)