Pretty Eyes of Bonnie Blue.
Copyright, 1894, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by Arthur West.
In a little cottage lives a maiden fair,
Pretty little Mable, with her dark brown hair,
Every night to see her I am always there,
And she seems to lift my soul beyond the skies.
We are sweethearts, and we will he wed some day,
I never call her Mable in the words I say,
But when I'm making love to her it's in this way:
Pretty eyes, pretty eyes.
Pretty eyes of bonnie blue, listen to my appealing,
Pretty eyes, my love for you over me daily is stealing;
Night and day they light my way, those eyes of bonnie blue,
Blue as the ocean, believe my devotion, my heart I give to you.
Don't you fellows wish that you were just like me
When your work is done, a girl like that to see?
One you know is faithful and will constant be,
With a little curly head that is very wise;
You must not go courting a fine lady grand,
The girl on which you wish to place the golden band,
Will he all right if neat and modest she is, and
Pretty eyes, pretty eyes.-Refrain.