American Old Time Song Lyrics: 43 The Pride Of The Ball

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 43

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Copyright, 1894, by The S. Brainard's Sons Co.
Words by Harry C. Clyde. Music by H. C. Verner.

Fancy could picture no grander sight, 'twas a fairy scene,
And o'er all she reigned like a queen.
Countless the hearts that were lost that night-lost beyond recall-
To this fair one-pride of the ball.

Proudly she reigned like a queen upon her throne;
Checks that were flushed like a rose in heaven grown;
Graceful and fair, she was loved and wooed by all;
She stole my heart, the pride of the ball.

Envied by all when she waltzed with me, happy then was I;
Golden moments, they seemed to fly.
I held her hand in mine tenderly, gliding 'round the hall,
With my loved one-pride of the ball.-Refrain.

Slowly we strolled from the surging crowd to the garden fair;
Then I asked if hope I might dare:
Gently her graceful head she bowed; one word-"yes"-was all;
I had won the pride of the ball.-Refrain.
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