Old Hiram and Malinda awoke one sunny morn,
Matilda whispered, “Hiram, before you plow the corn,
Have you forgotten, dearie, the twenty-ninth of May.
Said Hiram, “Why Malinda, it’s our golden wedding day.”
I’ll hitch old Yankee Doodle to the wagon right away.
Put on your gingham gown, dear,
Come on to town with me.
Let’s make believe we’re young again,
Just as we used to be.
I’ll be your bashful beau, dear,
You’ll be my village queen.
As in days when I was twenty-one, and you were sweet sixteen
The whippoorwill was singing as homeward they were bound,
The mountain brook was bringing another welcome sound.
Then softly on his shoulder, she laid her head of grey.
And whispered, “Bless you Hiram, for this happy wedding day.”
And Yankee Doodle jogged along in time with Hiram’s lay.
Van Alstyne, Egbert and Williams, Harry, "When I Was Twenty-One and You Were Sweet Sixteen" (1911). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1709.
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