Alice Benbolt

Do you remember sweet Alice Benbolt
Sweet Alice with hair of brown
Who wept with delight

When you gave her a smile
And trembled to tears at your frown

In the old churchyard in the valley, Benbolt
In a corner obscure and alone
They have laid a piece of granite so grey
And sweet Alice lies under the stone
They have laid a piece of granite so grey
And sweet Alice lies under the stone

Do you remember the school, Benbolt
And the masters so kind and true
And that little nook by the bubbling brook
Where we gathered sweet flowers as they grew
Over the masters grave grows the grass, Benbolt
And that bubbling brook is now dry
And of all the friends that were sweethearts then
There′s none left now but you and I
And of all the friends that were sweethearts then
There's none left now but you and I

Do you remember sweet Alice Benbolt
Sweet Alice with hair of brown
Who wept with delight
When you gave her a smile
And trembled to tears at your frown

In the old churchyard in the valley, Benbolt
In a corner obscure and alone
They have laid a piece of granite so grey
And sweet Alice lies under the stone
They have laid a piece of granite so grey
And sweet Alice lies under the stone

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