He Didn't Seem Glad to See Me.
Copyright, 1893, by Geo. T. Worth & Co.
Words and Music by Paul Dresser.
I can't forget the days gone by, they seem to me dream-land,
When I had wealth and plenty at my command.
Then all my friends, like butterflies, clung to me night and day,
When I was down they spread their wings and flew away.
I met an old-time chum of mine I'd favored in the past,
Of all the friends that turned from me, I thought he'd be the last;
We met upon a crowded thoroughfare, one winter's day,
I spoke, he simply bowed his head, then coldly turned away.
He didn't seem glad to see me, as oft he had before,
Forgotten were the favors I did in days of yore,
When we were chums together, staunch friends for many aday;
My heart stood still And almost broke, as he turned his head away.
I saw a mother standing just outside a prison cell,
And pleading with her boy who by the wayside fell;
But soon the prison guards came in to take her boy away,
Heart broken she said, "Jack, lad, have you naught to say?
Remember, I'm your mother, Jack, deny me don't, I pray;
You know that when a babe I nursed you, lad, both night and day,
I come to you when all your so-called friends have turned from thee,
A mother's heart beats for you still, don't turn away from me."
He didn't seem glad to see her, as oft he had before;
Forgotten were the gray hairs he loved In days of yore,
When as a babe he nestled by her side, night and day;
The tears from her eyes fell like rain, as he turned his face away.
I saw a lover fondly kiss a sweetheart sad farewell,
I saw the quivering lips, also the tears that fell.
"Good-bye, my darling," were his words, "my heart remains with you,
Don't worry, now, or fret, my love, for I'll be true."
I saw the maid in after years, her face was thin with care,
It seemed to me she sought some one, while wandering here and there.
I saw them when they met, And her sail heart shone through her eyes;
The greeting on his part was cold,-I only could surmise.
He didn't seem glad to see her, as once he had before,
Forgotten were the pledges he made in days of yore
When, heart and soul together, they whiled long hours away:
One heart was broke, one light went out, as he turned his head away.