Sunny was the day in the month of May
As we drove along the mountainside
You were happy, Lou, I was happy too
As I rode beside my blushin’ bride.
Folks along the way stopped a-makin’ hay
Just to come and wish us joy for life,
And you turned so red, when somebody said,
Boy, you sure have got a sweet young wife.
My darling Lou, Lou, how the birds are callin’ and the morning glories miss you too, my honey.
Lou, Lou, how ma’ tears are fallin’
For there never was a gal like you.
I’ve got roses, Lou, honeysuckles too
In that little spot beyond the mill,
And they’re goin’ to stay fresh until the day,
When I come an’ join you on the hill.
Seems the Lord was quite a selfish like,
For to rob me of your sunny smile,
But instead I know, I should thank Him so,
Cause he left you with me for a while
Alstyne, Egbert Van and Williams, Harry, "There Never Was A Girl Like You" (1907). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1498.
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