My love she's but a lassie yet,
A lightsome lovely lassie yet;
— — — It scarce wad do
— — — To sit an' woo
Down by the stream sae glassy yet.

But there's a braw time coming yet,
When we may gang a-roaming yet;
— — — An' hint wi' glee
— — — O' joys to be,
When fa's the modest gloaming yet.

She's neither proud nor saucy yet,
She's neither plump nor gaucy yet;
But just a jinking,
Bonny blinking,
Hilty-skilty lassie yet.

But O, her artless smile's mair sweet
Than hinny or than marmalete;

My lefe is faren in a lond--
Alas! why is she so?
And I am so sore bound
I may nat com her to.
She hath my hert in hold,
Where-ever she ride or go,
With trew love a thousandfold.

VERSE

After all this time without you,
After all this time I find
That it's still no use to say to myself:
" Out of sight, out of mind. "

REFRAIN

I wish I didn't love you so,
My love for you
Should have faded long ago.
I wish I didn't need your kiss,
Why must your kiss
Torture me as long as this?
I might be smiling by now with some new tender friend,
Smiling by now with my heart on the mend,
But when I try,
Something in that heart says " No, "

My God, my God, have mercy on my sin,
For it is great; and if I should begin
To tell it all, the day would be too small
To tell it in.

My God, Thou wilt have mercy on my sin
For Thy Love's sake: yea, if I should begin
To tell Thee all, the day would be too small
To tell it in.

1

My dearest dear, the time draws near
When you and I must part;
But little do you know the grief or woe
Of my poor troubled heart.

Refrain:
Oh hush, my love, you will break my heart,
Nor let me hear you cry;
For the best of friends will have to part,
And so must you and I.

2

As I walked out one clear summer night,
A-drinking of sweet wine,
It was then I saw that pretty little girl
That stole this heart of mine.
Refrain:

3

Her cheeks was like some pink or rose

I'm gonna love you
Like nobody's loved you,
Come rain or come shine.
High as a mountain
And deep as a river,
Come rain or come shine.
I guess when you met me
It was just one of those things,
But don't ever bet me,
'Cause I'm gonna be true if you let me.
You're gonna love me
Like nobody's loved me,
Come rain or come shine.
Happy together,
Unhappy together,
And won't it be fine?
Days may be cloudy or sunny,
We're in or we're out of the money,
But I'm with you always,
I'm with you rain or shine!

VERSE 1 SHE :

Straight from the heart department, dear,
I bring you a sweeping statement:
You seem to be the mate meant for me.
Why in the name of common sense
Were all of my young dreams wasted?
Never in one your face did I see.
If this is all a big surprise to you,
Me too!

REFRAIN

Why must love be such a random thing?
Unpredictable as early spring.
Why no choir praising the joy I was to find?
And why am I the one to be overwhelmed, undermined?

My bonny lass, thine eye,
So sly,
Hath made me sorrow so;
Thy crimson cheeks, my dear,
So clear,
Have so much wrought my woe;

Thy pleasing smiles and grace,
Thy face,
Have ravished so my sprites,
That life is grown to nought
Through thought
Of love, which me affrights.

For fancy's flames of fire
Aspire
Unto such furious power
As, but the tears I shed
Make dead
The brands, would me devour;

I should consume to nought
Through thought
Of thy fair shining eye,
Thy cheeks, thy pleasing smiles,

VERSE

The poets say that all who love are blind,
But I'm in love and I know what time it is!
The Good Book says, " Go seek and ye shall find. "
Well, I have sought and, my, what a climb it is!
My life is just like the weather,
It changes with the hours.
When he's near I'm fair and warmer,
When he's gone I'm cloudy with showers.
In emotion, like the ocean it's either sink or swim
When a woman loves a man like I love him.

REFRAIN 1

Never treats me sweet and gentle

Written on an Incident, Read in a Periodical.

The mother's face looked tired and worn,
While speaking of her son;
The good man listened earnestly,
As she went sadly on,

Telling of days of weariness,
And nights of earnest prayer,
All, all for him, whose soul had been
Her heart's most anxious care.

" You'll speak to him? " at last, she said,
" Perhaps, your clearer sight