My Sweetheart's the Man in the Moon.
Copyright, 1898, by Frank Harding.
Words and Music by James Thornton,
Everybody has a sweetheart underneath the rose,
Everybody loves a body, so the old song goes;
I've a sweetheart, you all know him just as well as me,
Every evening I can see him shortly after tea.
My sweetheart's the man in the moon,
I'm going to marry him soon;
'Twould fill me with bliss, just to give him one kiss.
But I know that a dozen I never would miss.
I'll go up in a great big balloon.
And see my sweetheart in the moon,
Then behind some dark cloud where no one is allowed,
I'll make love to the man in the moon.
I have often wondered where he spends his time all day,
Perhaps he has another sweetheart many miles away;
Maybe some sweet dark haired maiden daily he does woo,
But as long as I don't catch him I'll believe him true.
Last night while the stars brightly shone,
He told me through love's telephone,
That when we were wed, he'd go early to bed.
And never stay out with the boys, so he said.
We are going to marry next June,
The wedding takes place in the moon;
A sweet little Venus we'll fondle between us,
When I wed my old man in the moon.