Copyright, 1888, by Gardner A Kline.
Words by Marion May. Music by Gustave Kline.
Do you remember, sweetheart, those happy days gone by,
When you and I together climbed the high rocks?
Your eyes with love were bright, a tender, happy light,
I handed you a little bunch of lilacs;
You loved me then, sweetheart, I know, you often told me so.
When the evening sun caressed the dear, old, grey rocks;
The sweetest thought to me, as dear as life could be,
You kissed me when you took the bunch of lilacs.
Sweetest bunch of lilacs I will pick for you,
Wonder if you love me if your heart is true;
Give to me a promise, surely you'll do this.
Tell me that you love me, answer with a kiss.
Those happy days of childhood, with golden visions crown'd,
Ah the radiant sun with beauty crowns the high rocks;
Sweet love was in your eyes, a love that never dies,
I pick'd for you a little bunch of lilacs;
Dear love, you said to me, be true, as I will be to you,.
And mem'ry twine with love the dear, old, grey rocks;
And so the thought to me, as dear as life could be,
You kissed me when you took the bunch of lilacs.-Chorus.