THISTLE DOWN
Words by Jennie Joy.[A]
Music by T. Crampton
Voice.
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1. "Dear little Fly-a-way, may I inquire,
Whither so fast you are going?
See not before you, the creek and the mire,
What if the wind should stop blowing,
You cannot curb in the windsteeds; and tho'
Firm on their necks you're now lying,
If they should pause once, away you would go
Into the mud and lie dying.
2. "Wee, winsome trouble-heart, can you not see,
Home on these windsteeds I'm going?
There to sleep sweetly, 'till Spring calls to me?
Then a fair flow'r I'll be growing,
Tho' but a weak little waif I appear,
Purposes wise I'm fulfiling,
Nothing that God rules is hopeless, my dear,
Speed then winds, blow if you're willing.