American Old Time Song Lyrics: 49 The Art Of Making Love
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 49
THE ART OF MAKING LOVE.
Copyright, 1893. by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words and Music by Andrew Mack.
Come, my little one, I will show to you
The art of making love;
'Tis simple, 'tis sweet, your little heart will beat;
'Tis like an inspiration from above;
It comes with the sunrise, it stays till late at night;
Waking, sleeping, you will and it there:
Though yon're too young to know, you must do it so,
If you want to properly make love.
Gracefully, tenderly, you take your sweetheart's hand;
You press it to your lips-oh, she will understand:
For love will find a way to make the passion grand
In the art of making love.-[Dance.]
Love's the thing that makes two souls as one;
They're wedded ne'er to part;
All seem to say, as they go on their way,
"How happy now that he has won her heart!"
Oh! I will be true, love, if you'll be true to me;
Joy for thee, my darling, to the end;
A love With no alloy, happiness and joy,
Prosperity will surely attend- Chorus.