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(Dry Your Eyes)

Founded on Stephen Forster's Immortal Theme

Novelty Ballad

New York: M. Witmark & Sons (1914)

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[Verse 1]
Honey, there’s no use in sighing,
Someone heard somebody say,
I know that you’ve been awf’ly lonely,
I’ve been the same my only, only.
Your eyes were not made for crying,
Crying for me each day,
Now that I’m home again dearie,
I’ll love your sorrows away.

Sweet Kentucky lady,
Just dry your little eyes of blue.
Skies are dark and shady,
But the sun will soon come peeping through.
Like the honey bees we’ll build a little honey comb,
‘Neath the moon we’ll spoon with hearts as light as foam,
And I’ll never, never leave my dear old Southern home,
Sweet Kentucky lady, dry your eyes.

[Verse 2]
You’re still my rose of Kentucky,
No rose is sweeter to me;
I’ll make your life so bright and cheery,
You know I will, my little dearie.
Gee, but I’m awfully lucky
To have a girl like you.
Song birds are singing of love, dear,
Dark skies are changing to blue



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