Quilter, Roger - Wild Cherry (Eb major)

Text:

O pure is my love as the wild white cherry!
Graceful as a windblown forest tree;
And the soft-eyed deer on the green hillside 
Are not more fleet than she.

O kind is her heart and her eyes are merry;
Changeful as a fleeting April sky:
As I love her now I shall love her still
Until the day I die.