Historic Sheet Music Collection

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MacIntosh Collection

Artist: Starmer

New York: Shapiro, Cor Broadway & 39th St., 1908.

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[Verse 1]
Alone I sit the Summer morn,
The roses all in bloom,
Bring mem’ries of the golden past,
That faded all too soon.
I pluck the roses from their stems
Their petals wet with dew,
I think of days in years gone by,
When I loved only you.

Roses, roses, roses bring mem’ries of you, dear,
Mem’ries of love’s sweetest hours
Telling our love to the flowers,
Roses, roses, your love was like the roses,
Fresh for a day but they faded away;
Red roses bring dreams of you.

[Verse 2]
I’ve roamed the world alone since then,
That day you proved untrue,
But I’ve been, Oh!
So lonesome, dear,
For just one word from you.
’Twas as you willed, you broke the vows,
I bade you go, and yet I’ve tried to tear you from my heart,
And still I can’t forget.



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