Bonny Mae - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
BONNY MAE. 
In the blooming valley, ah, down by the wood, There's a cottage with roses and vines covered o'er; And there dwelleth a fairy in that loved abode, Bonny Mae, the sweet maiden who sighs by the door. 
Chorus. Bonny Mae, Bonny Mae, Wherever I roam and whatever my lot; Sweet hope in my bosom to thee turns, for aye, Bonny Mae, the fairy, and little low cot. 
As I go in the morning to call home the kine, In the garden I see her a culling sweet flowers, As I come, I oft linger 'neath low jessamine, And thus fly with the fairy the gay rosy hours.-Chorus. 
Oh, the blithe little maiden with lips of the rose, With a kind beating bosom, and blue beaming eyes; Without her this earth were a desert of woe's, But 'tis with her a garden, a bright paradise.-Chorus.