New Christy Minstrels Liza Lee
Soft winds blow in o'er the sea
Carry the music of heaven to me.
Think I hear a fair maid singin',
Sweetly sings my Liza Lee.
Liza Lee, Liza Lee, pure as the morning dew,
Sure as the sun will rise again, I'm coming home to you.
Sweetest perfume fills the air,
Fragrant blossoms in her hair.
There's a magic in my dreamin',
Close my eyes and she'll be there.
Liza Lee, Liza Lee, pure as the morning dew,
Sure as the sun will rise again, I'm coming home to you.
Sure as the sun will rise again, I'm coming home to you.
