I met a girl down in
the hills that gave my
lonely heart a thrill.
Her beauty seemed just
like a breath of spring
And when I looked into
her eyes, I thought it blue
as summer skies. When I
held her hand in mine, I
heard the bluebirds sing
They sing of wondering
Will she marry
Will her heart be
then and evermore
And when she's lonely
When there's sadness
Will they always
until in death they part
I courted her for months
on end until she promised
we would wed
We planned on being
married in the spring.
All through the long cold
winter months it seemed
that spring would
never come
And every gloomy
winter day I heard
the bluebirds sing
They sing of waiting
And of counting
Till the bluebirds
to the world once more
And while we're waiting
We keep hating
That has gathered
to keep us far apart
And when at last spring
touched the earth, we
were married in the church
Our wedding seems just
like a dream come true
Though many years have
come and gone
our love is still
as true and strong
As when I found her long
ago and still
the bluebirds sing
They sing of loving
That I'm married
And we're happy
as since the day we met
And though we're older
We grow fonder
We'll be sweethearts
until the end of time