%images; ]> scsm-000089 Down by the brook at the end of the lane / words and music by Frank Howard ...: a machine readable transcription. STERN COLLECTION OF LINCOLNIANA, Library of Congress Selected and converted. American Memory, Library of Congress.

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Down by the Brook at the End of the Lane.

Down by the brook at the end of the lane, Stroll'd darling Jennie and I, Pledging each other our love o'er again Softly the stream rippled by, Sweet was her voice as birds in the sky, Purely the love light beamed from her eye, Shining to bless, the moon seem'd to be, The love of sweet Jennie and me.

Chorus: Down by the brook at the end of the lane, There side by side we'll ne'er stray again; There on its banks in the oak's spreading shade, My own darling Jennie they've laid.

There we oft strayed to the oak's spreading shade, Happy as Lovers could be, There on a mound were those sacred vows made, There she her heart gave to me, Views of the future brightly did shine, Waiting with joy that sweet coming time, Waiting the hour of pleasure divine, When Jennie dear one would be mine.

Down by the brook where together we strayed, Often I sit me and weep, There on its banks in the spreading oak's shade, Softly they laid her to sleep, Long, Oh long years have roll'd slowly by, Often with grief and sorrow I sigh, For that sweet time, when up in the sky, We'll meet, darling Jennie and I.