My Sweetheart From Over the Sea.
Copyright, 1894, by Morris & O'Halloran.
Words by Jere O'Halloran. Music by Gilbert Ashton.
When I left dear old Ireland-'twas long years ago-
I loved a maiden, the fairest I know;
Then, with devotion, she loved me alone,
When I crossed the ocean, and left her at home.
To write her I promised, ere much time had fled,
And send for my loved one, for oft had she said:
"I'll go at thy bidding to the land of the free,
And be thine own sweetheart from over the sea."
Over the sea we're sailing, over the sea of life,
Over the billows of trouble, happiness, care and strife;
Soon will life's voyage be ended, ended for you and for me,
Soon shall I meet you, my sweetheart, my sweetheart from over the sea.
I sent for my sweetheart, far over the sea,
And back came the answer, "I'm coming to thee;"
When I dream't of my dear one, repose scem'd more sweet.
And I prayed for the hour when again we should meet.
While waning and watching for her smile one.- so true,
Fate cruelly whispered, "She'll ne'er come to you,
For a stranger has sought her, she thinks not of thee,
Tho' she was your sweetheart, far over the sea." -Refrain.
I tried to forget her, for she proved untrue,
And followed another, yet naught could I do.
At last came a message: she was dying alone;
Her betrayer had left her, without friends or home;
"Come and forgive," were the words it contained,
So I went to my loved one, and with her remained
'Till in my arms she slumbered, and we promised to be
True sweethearts in heaven, far over the sea.-Refrain.