Lyrics
(Melody by Gaetano Donizetti, Lyrics by Dora H. Stockman)
I’ve been hunting in the meadow
Where the crimson clover blows,
Just to see if I could find the place
The four-leaf clover grows.
If I ever, ever find it,
All the precious seeds I’ll pluck,
And I’ll sow the fields and meadows
So that all may have good luck.
See also
- PDF of song with chords
- MIDI file
- Listen to the melody
