YOU KNOW YOU DO.
Copyright, 1880, by White, Smith & Co.
By Harry Birch.
When some one's step comes up the walk
Your cheeks take rosy hue,
And though no other hears his knock
You hear it well, you know you do;
When Borne one talks about the grain
And bows to Pa, yet looks at you,
You see his glances-yes, 'tis plain-
And give them back, you know you do, ah!
Ye pretty girls with smiles and curls, and eyes so sparkling blue,
You love to flirt-ah! yes, 'tis true-and fool the men, you a know you do.
You keep your eyes upon the clock
And wish 'twas later, too,
So that your Pa would cease his talk
And go to bed, you know you do;
And when the folks to bed have gone,
And left some one alone with you,
You wish the clock would stop its tongue;
You stop it; yes, you know you do, ah! -Refrain.
He blushes deep and looks afraid.
To be thus left with you;
But your eyes tell there ne'er was maid
But could be wooed, you know they do.
And when his arm steals 'round your chair
You give a smothered scream or two,
As if you did not want it there;
But oh! you do, you know you do, ah!-Refrain.