Oh, my heart is gone, and I'm forlorn, A darling face has won me - Such a lovely girl, with teeth of pearl, I met down by the brook: She is the prettiest and the wittiest, Her smile has quite outdone me; I'm her only beau, she told me so When first my arm she took: She's as pretty as a picture, And her voice is just the cage, where the little birds are signing [sic], She's the sweetest and the neatest, She's as pretty as a picture all the while.
Chorus. - Oh! my heart is gone, and I'm forlorn, Her darling face has won me; Such a lovely girl, with teeth of pearl, An angel without wings.
When 'twas time to go, we talked so low, The roses scarce could hear us; Then my heart in sport, 'twas Cupid's caught, Like fishes near the sea. When I loved her so, as I turned to go, She fondly lingered near me, And she dropped her head and sweetly said: "I wish you au-revoir!" She's as pretty as a picture, And my heart's a golden frame, where ever you may find her, She is a fairy blith [sic] and airy, She's as pretty as a picture all the while.
Chorus. - Oh! my heart is gone, and I'm forlorn &c.
W. J. SCHMIDT, Standard Song Publisher, 16 S. Fremont Street, opposite Hollins, Baltimore.
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