Tell Me of My Old Sweetheart.
Copyright, 1893, by Spaulding & Gray.
Words and Music by J. P. Skelly.
They met across the sea, Ned and Jack, who need to be
Companions in a dear and distant land;
Old playmates day by day, around the village way,
And both were glad to shake each other's hand.
Jack was a rover born, who laughed all care to scorn,
While Ned still has a sweetheart far away;
They talked of by-gone times, with sailors yarns and rhymes,
And Ned with wistful voice would often say:
"Tell me of my old sweetheart, my joy of long ago.
Does she sigh while we're apart? She loved me then. I know;
Will she be mine when I go back, to bless each future year?
Oh, tell me of my sweetheart, Jack, my old sweetheart so dear."
"Your old sweetheart?" said Jack, "why, she longs to see you back;
She's blooming still, like flow're in summer days.
At heart, to you she's true, she sends her love to you,
And ev'ry word she Speaks is in your praise."
"I know," said Ned, "I know; her face with love aglow,
Comes to me in my travels near and far;
But tell me, Jack, oh, tell of her I love so well.
Don't mind the weakness of a brother tar." - Refrain.