FALLEN BY THE WAYSIDE.
Copyright, 1892, by ChaŻ. K. Harris.
Words and Music by Chas. K. Harris. Arranged by Frank Mayr.
A handsome, noble looking man came walking down the street,
Beside him strolled a little girl so beautiful and sweet,
Unconscious of the many eyes that lovingly were cast
On the handsome father and his happy child.
From o'er the way there came a lady
With burning tears that seemed to blind her eyes
As on the child she gazed;
"Oh, look, papa, there comes mamma,"
Cried the little innocent.
But the father quickly drew his babe away.
She has fallen by the wayside, she has gone beyond recall;
There's no hand outstretched to save her, not a friend that she can call;
Ev'ry door is closed against her, not a soul for her will mourn;
She has fallen by the wayside, she has gone beyond recall.
Down the street there goes a maiden, dressed with jewels bright and rare,
But the eyes that shone so brightly how they tell of woe and care;
Stops a one time friend and whispers to her comrade passing by,
"Look, there's Josie," then they turn away and sigh.
"'Tis but a year since she was with us,
A merry maiden, oh, so happy,
And with true friends by the score;
But she left them for another life,
Her mother's prayers were vain,
In our hearts she's dead to us for evermore-Refrain.
In a quiet little cottage, standing back among the trees,
Growing ivy twining "round the porch, the pathways strewn with leaves,
Within the cosy parlor, gathered 'round the fireside,
Can be seen the saddened family at home.
Pressed close against the cottage window,
A tear-stained face is looking straight within
Upon the loved ones all:
"Take me home," the poor child murmurs,
It comes from a breaking heart,
But their Josie she had gone beyond recall.- Refrain.