AN OLD-FASHIONED VALENTINE
Copyright, 1891, by James Stillman.
Words and Music by Gussie L. Davis.
One day I took a ramble through the old dusty attic
And rummaged an old-fashioned cedar chest,
A bit of old blue ribbon bound around a dusty package
Of old letters from a girl I once loved best.
In my heart awoke sweet memories, that long ago have slept,
Of a pair of eyes of blue of love divine;
But the words that most impressed me, while in silence there I wept,
Were the words found in an old-time valentine:
"Roses red, violets blue,
Love is sweet, and so are you."
Sent long aeo by a sweetheart of mine,
Only an old-fashioned valentine.
The one that sent it long ago now sleeps 'neath the daisies,
Beneath the silent weeping willow's wave;
I often go in summer there and plant rose buds and violets,
While the birds sing sweetest songs above her grave.
And such heart-felt love as she expressed with those few simple words,
Sweetest mem'ries 'round my heart it doth entwine;
Nothing left now to impress me, only memory And birds,
And the verse found in an old-time valentine.-Chorus.