In woodland dells, where beauty dwells,
And birds and flowers woo,
‘Tis there I wander all alone,\
And then I dream of you,
Your girlish grace your childish face
And those big eyes of blue,
No matter where,
I can’t find there,
Another girl like you.
The rose is red, the violet blue, but none so sweet as you,
Your golden hair, your eyes so fair, they speak of love so true,
By shady nook or babbling brook, no matter where I go,
In all this world, I cannot find another girl like you.
The songbirds in the trees above,
They sing of love and you,
‘Tis then I wonder if we’ll part,
Or will you love me true,
The days gone by bring back a sigh,
The happy hours I knew,
Will never return,
My heart will yearn,
For one that’s just like you.
Hollander, Joe; Taylor, Tell; and Buck, Gene, "I Can't Find Another Girl Like You" (1907). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1641.
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