Hiawatha
Performer: Henry Burr
Issue Number: Columbia 1406
Release year: 1903
Source: Kahle/Austin Foundation
Subjects: Columbia: Serie 1250-1499
Letra:
Oh the moon is all agleam on the stream
Where I dream here of you my pretty Indian maid.
While the rustling leaves are singing high above us overhead
In the glory of the bright summer night
In light of the shadows of the forest glade
I am waiting here to kiss your lips so red.
There's a flood of melodies on the breeze
From the trees and of you they breathe so tenderly
While the woodlands all around are resounding your name,
Oh my all in life is you only you
Fond and true and your own forevermore I'll be.
Hear then the song I sing with lips aflame.
Refrain:
I am your own your Hiawatha brave – my heart is yours you know
Dear one I love you so
Oh Minnehaha gentle maid decide – decide and you'll be,
My Indian bride.
In the tresses of your hair, lies a snare and it's there
Where my heart a willing captive is.
Oh my woodland queen I pray you'll hold it ever in your care
In my little birch canoe love with you
Just we two down the stream of life in wedded bliss
I would drift sweetheart with you my lot to share.
When the birds upon the wing in the spring
Gaily sing of the green and golden summer time
When the snows of early winter robe the woodlands in white,
Then your Hiawatha free I will be
And to thee ev'ry thought of mine will o'er incline.
Heed then the vows I pledge to thee this night.
Refrain:
I am your own your Hiawatha brave – my heart is yours you know
Dear one I love you so
Oh Minnehaha gentle maid decide – decide and you'll be,
My Indian bride.
👉🏽 Edison 8425. Harry Macdonough [#1, 07.1903]
👉🏽 Columbia 1155. The Columbia Orchestra [#3, 06.1903]
👉🏽 Columbia 1406. Dan W. Quinn [#3, 07.1903]
👉🏽 Victor 2443. Sousa´s Band [#3, 11.1903]