Could I But See Her Face Again.
Copyright, 1893, by Wm. H. Friday, Jr.
Words and Music by Wm. H. Friday, Jr.,
I see her standing now as then, beside the billows blue,
A maiden's blush upon her cheek, as vowed she to be true;
My promised bride, but ere a day had dawned upon our plight
A quarrel came between our love, and parted us that night.
'Tis years ago, though time may change, my love remains the same,
I'd give the world And all I have to see her face again.
Could I but see her face again, and those hasty words recall,
I know her nature, she would fain forgive me, gladly forget all;
But years have passed since last we met, I've sought her, but alas, in vain;
I know she'd lovingly forget could I but see her face again.
Though years may come and years may go, though wealth I might command,
And maidens fair upon me smile, the fairest in the land,
Though kings their friendship me would give, exalt me from their throne,
My heart, as now, would ever be unmindful and alone.
Although she be in distant lands, perhaps across the main,
My love shall ever faithful be until we meet again.- Chorus.