American Old Time Song Lyrics: 14 Thine, Still Thine

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 14

THINE, STILL THINE.
Copyright, 188C, by W. H. Rieger.

Keep this little rose, wear it for my sake,
'Twill bring to mind the happy hours we've known;
Love must breathe adieu, tho' the heart should break.
And life must wend its weary way alone.
Still they fondly lingered, stars were in the sky.
Came the cheerless moment, love must say good-bye;
Tho' we sever, dearest, hear my parting sigh,
Thine, my love, this heart shall be, yes, thine, still thine;
While the years may come and go and stars may shine.
Thou shall be my star, guide my steps afar;
Oh. love, in life or death my heart shall still be thine.
Soon I shall come back to thee, dear loved one mine,
True to thee my heart shall be, still thine, my own, still thine.

Long the maiden wept, sad the days had grown,
No word front one she loved e'er cheered the gloom;
Earth grew bright with Spring, strayed the all alone,
Where long ago they parted 'mid the bloom.
Day by day she lingered 'mid the roses red,
On the field of battle lay her loved one dead;
Ere his life had faded lips so pale had said.
Thine, my love, this heart shall be, yes, thine, still thine;
While the years may come and go and stars may shine.
Thou shalt be my star, guide my steps afar;
Oh, love, in life or death my heart shall still be thine.
Soon I shall come back to thee, dear loved one mine,
True to thee my heart shall he, still thine, my own, still thine.