American Old Time Song Lyrics: 35 Take Back My Sorrowful Heart
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 35
Take Back My Sorrowful Heart.
Copyright, 1891, by Stephen S. Shameon.
Words and Music by Stephen S. Shameon.
Won't you take back a heart that is aching with pain,
And knows not for place where to fly?
My sky is so dark and there's no rest for me,
And sometimes I wish I could die.
The birds they may sing And the flowers bloom so fair,
The sun in his glory may shine,
But they bring not the joys that my poor heart doth crave,
I pray thee, now be ever mine.
Take back my heart, 'tis breaking with sorrow,
And earth has lost all her charms;
I am weary to-night, and long for the morrow,
When I shall rest, I shall rest in thine arms.
Oh! could I but hear thy sweet voice kindly say.
Thy poor bleeding heart I'll receive;
My soul would no longer its sorrow contain.
What peace and what joy it would give.
The sweet birds might fly to their far distant homes,
The flowers might ne'er bloom again,
But I would have sunlight along down my path,
And be the most happy of MB.--Refrain.
Now I have said all that a poor man can say.
But ask thee once more to forgive;
Let us travel life's road, not apart, but as one,
Not parted, but one let us live.
Let our hearts beat as one as onward we go,
No matter if we have to roam;
Together we'll sail over life's raging sea,
Together we'll anchor at home. Refrain.