O’er yonder where lilacs so fair scent the air
Sweetly there I was weary and so worn from care.
That I lay down to rest midst that fragrance so rare
‘Twas then of a maiden I dreamed,
And it seemed
That at last my poor heart was redeemed
While the stars and the moon brightly gleamed.
Oh! Sweet girl of my dreams you have beauty so rare.
Cheeks that resemble the roses so fair,
Your eyes love, sparkle your smile brightly beams.
To you I’m singing sweet girl of my dreams,
To you I’m singing sweet girl of my dreams.
The rose that is blooming today
Light and gay
By the way
By the morrow may wither away.
Leaving naught on its stem but a sign of decay
But the love that I’d give dear to you
Will be true
Eyes of blue It will blossom in love’s brightest hue
And flourish in life’s golden dew.
Olcott, Chauncey and Sullivan, Daniel J., "Sweet Girl of My Dreams" (1908). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1478.
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