LUCINDA, DOES YOU LOVE YOUR HONEY BOY?
Copyright, 1894, by Spaulding A Gray.
Words by Wm. Jerome. Music by Andrew Mack.
In a little rustic, ivy-sheltered cot.
Near aI verdant clad secluded country spot,
Lives a maid as pretty as you've ever seen,
A village queen, scarce sixteen.
When the stars are stealing forth into the night
And the moon is sending out its rays so bright.
Hidden by a deep'ning shade, Lucinda thus I serenade,
It affords my little sweetheart keen delight.
Oh, Lucinda, sweet Lucinda Brown,
Shy Lucinda, fairest little girl in town-
Lucy, only say you'll wed me, and I'll dance with joy;
Lucinda, tell me truly, does you love your honey boy?
Sweet Lucinda is the only girl I love,
Twinkling eyes, excelling brightest stars above;
There are none that will compare with her, she's fair,
A gem so rare, grace to spare.
She's a dazzling ray of sunshine, ever bright,
Not a moment of my love do I lose sight:
From her budding, cherry lips I love to sip the honey drips,
of my life, Lucinda is the beacon light. - Chorus.