Copyright, 1896, by W. P. Chase.
Words and Music by W. P. Chase.
In a cosey little cottage, near my brother's farm.
There lives a little maiden fair, possessed of every charm;
You may read and sing of beauties some may often see,
But there never was the equal of my Mabel Lee.
She Is the girl I love, darling little Mabel;
Fair as the angels above, is my darling Mabel;
Some day we're going to wed, as soon as I am able
To buy a home to live in with my darling Mabel.
She plays upon the organ, sings just like a bird;
Those who hear her judge her voice the sweetest ever heard;
Then she dances like a fairy, dresses like a queen;
Girls to compare with Mabel, none were ever seen. - Chorus.
She says she'll do the mending, and the cooking, too:
Live a frugal life, you know, until our dreams come true,
And when, at last, we're wealthy, I want you all to come
To visit me and Mabel in our little home.-Chorus.