I'LL NOT FORGET YOU, DADDY.
Copyright, 1893. by Spaulding & Koruder.
Words and Music by Wm. B. Glenroy,
A man, both old and feeble, tottered slowly up the stoop
And rang the mansion bell with every care;
'Twas his only daughter's homestead and he asked to see his child,
For poverty alone had forced him there.
He told her how his only son refused to give him aid,
With grief and shame he hung his snow-white head;
But a daughter's love will never fade, And with a tender kiss
She placed her arms around him as she said:
"I'll not forget you, daddy, though your faults have caused me tears;
I'll not forget you, daddy, for the sake of bygone years.
You toiled to educate me while the sun beat on your brow;
I loved you in my childhood, and I'll not forsake you now.
"The day that you deserted us," the daughter sobbed And said,
"I'll ne'er forget how poor old mother cried;
I am sure she loved you dearly, though you left us all alone;
She prayed for you the very night she died."
"'Twas for my honored family's sake," the poor old father said,
"To hide the shame to distant lands I fled."
As the tears were flowing down his cheeks, to soothe his aching heart
In sweetest tones the faithful daughter said:--Refrain.