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Oh Florida, Thou fairest state of all.
So oft' to thee on memory's page I turn And in my fancy all thy charms recall And for thy loveliness my heart does yearn. Thy lakes and streams are grand. Thy homes and cities fair, But, oh, thy woods and flowers Are a dream of beauty rare. |
And in the waters edges
Grow blue hyacinths at our feet. Out upon the river bosom Water lilies pure and sweet. While winged sail boats glide upon her O'er her fans a perfumed breeze And lengthening o'er her placid waters Reach the shadows of the trees. |
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Where grows the pine and cypress
And the palm tree tall and grand And the giant moss hung oak tree Like a monarch robed doth stand And the fair sweet Queen Magnolia Sheds her fragrant perfume 'round. Oh now, where in the world, a land Like Florida is found? |
Oh, those lovely summer evenings
Just a few short years ago, Through the forest and the flowers To this river we would go. He, my tender, kind young husband. I, his newly wedded wife. Oh, those evenings on the river Were the sweetest of our life. |
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And in this forest kingdom
Subjects great and small are found. Some towering high up in the air. Some creeping on the ground. Here stands the stately sycamore. The bay tree here we find All joined in one great circle For with Jasmine vines they're twined. |
Oh the peace, the love, the romance
In that little rowing boat. Each would ply a dripping paddle. Down the river we would float. Fishes jump and splash about us There far from the haunts of man We would tell our hearts best secrets. There our future we would plan. |
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Here we find the Christmas Holly,
To every heart so dear, Spreading out its shining branches Lending all the forest cheer. Here the sweet-gum and the maple Are with honey suckles bound. Oh, there's nothing sweet in nature But in Florida is found. |
Winter came, a southern winter.
Sunshine changed to rain and fog So we left our lovely river Sat around our fireside log. But ere long the sun was shining Winter was not cold nor long Then the world was full of roses, Orange blossoms and birds' song. |
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Oh, the wondrous living creatures
That inhabit this domain Never leaving this, their shelter, In the sunshine or the rain. Here the alligators crawling through the marshes Or basking near the water in the sun And the mocking bird is calling To his sweet mate, "Come love, come." |
And within our little cottage
Grew a love so full, complete. Oh, nowhere but in Florida Could be a home so sweet. As the summer days grew longer Sweeter bloomed the summer flowers Then a little life unfolded And a baby girl was ours. |
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Then we merge from out of the forest
Where the air is rich and sweet With magnolias in the branches, Easter Lilies at our feet. Now we view the shining river, Slowly winding through the green. Oh, nowhere but in Florida Such sights are ever seen. |
Oh, that lovely summer morning.
Oh, the happiness, the love. She was like a water lily, Like a sweet magnolia bud. She was like my lovely river, Gentle, placid, calm and true. All my baby's perfect nature Florida, I owe to you. |
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