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No. 16 - Song - Diana - "Little Miss Melody."
| Diana: | There lived a little maid, And oh, her heart was light. All the day she kept singing away From morning until night. And ev'rywhere she strayed There music seemed to be, So she came to be known by the name Of "Little Miss Melody." |
| Chorus: | So she came to be known by the name Of "Little Miss Melody." |
| Diana: | Little Miss Melody, Wandering fancy free, Over the meadows and hills and dales, Sweet was her voice as the nightingale's. Fair as a maid could be, Never a care had she-- Life all day long Was laughter and song To little Miss Melody. |
| Diana: | Beneath the summer sky, In days of leafy June, She would go singing softly and low A joyous happy tune. The streamlet rippling by, The birds on ev'ry tree, One and all seemed to answer the call Of Little Miss Melody. |
| Chorus: | One and all seemed to answer the call Of Little Miss Melody. |
| Diana: | Little Miss Melody, Wandering fancy free, Over the meadows and hills and dales, Sweet was her voice as the nightingale's. Fair as a maid could be, Never a care had she-- Life all day long Was laughter and song To little Miss Melody. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, Ah, Little Miss Melody. Ah, Little Miss Melody. |
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Page modified 7 October 2016