American Old Time Song Lyrics: 33 Sweet Annabel
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 33
SWEET ANNABEL.
Copyright, 1891, by T. B. Harms & Co.
By B. H. Janssen, and sung by Carroll Johnson In "The Gossoon."
There's nothing half so sweet as love, a love that is strong and true;
My heart no wealth or gold can buy, for sweetheart, 'tis all for you.
My eyes, my darling, let you know what my lips refuse to tell;
My every dream is but of you, my own sweet Annabel.
Chorus.
Sweet, dear little Annabel, sweet, dear little Annabel,
'Till the angels doubt and the stars burn out, I am yours, sweet little Annabel;
Sweet, dear little Annabel, sweet, dear little Annabel,
'Till the angels doubt and the stars burn out, I am yours, sweet little Annabel.
Your, eyes are like the mountain stream, your chin is pert and neat;
There's not a girl in all the place with lips that are half as sweet.
To me the world Is always bright, as bright as a summer day,
And darkness only dims the light, when from you I'm away.-Chorus.