Edison Blue Amberol 2542 / Edison 3387; 1915
Words by G. A. Norton
Come sweetheart mine
Don't sit and pine,
Tell me of the cares that make you feel so blue;
What have I done?
Answer me hon'
Have I ever said an unkind word to you?
My love is true,
And just for you
I'd do almost anything at any time
Dear when you sigh, or when you cry,
Something seems to grip this very heart of mine.
Come to me my melancholy baby,
Cuddle up and don't be blue;
All your fears are foolish fancy,
maybe, you know dear, that I'm in love with you
Every cloud must have a silver lining,
Wait until the sun shines through,
Smile my honey dear, While I kiss away each tear,
Or else I shall be melancholy too.
Birds in the trees,
Whispering breeze,
Should not fail to lul you into peaceful dreams.
So tell me why,
Sadly you sigh
Sitting at the window where the pale moon beams,
You shouldn't grieve,
Try and believe,
Life is always sun shine when the heart beats true;
Be of good cheer,
Smile through your tears.
When your sad it makes me feel the same as you.
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