There’s a time when chaps like I am sort of feel we’re all alone,
Like when we meet a pal who’s settled down,
Who’s got a wife and kiddies and a home that’s all his own,
While we’re just wasting life about the town.
I used to have a girl once and if I’d known what I know,
It might have made a difference in my life
But I thought she wasn’t my sort, she was quiet, she was slow,
But I’ll bet she’s made some chap a corking wife.
Oh! I wish I had my old girl back again!
Life to me would not seem dreary and in vain!
Though other girls looked good to me,
There’s only one that stood for me,
And she was my old girl
I wish I had her back again.
When I think then I remember how she often said to me:
”Why don’t you try for my sake to be brave?
Don’t drink, don’t swear, don’t gamble,
That’s your sweetheart’s rule of three!”
How many times she kissed me and forgave.
In fancy I can see her with her fond eyes filled with tears,
When from our little town I went away,
Tho’ I didn’t think about her in those wasted precious years,
I would give the world to have her here today.
MacDonald, Ballard and Wallace, Paul, "I Wish I Had My Old Girl Back Again" (1909). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1594.
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