WHO IS MY SWEETHEART?
Copyright, 1885, by L. H. Ascherfeld.
Words and Music by L. H. Ascherfeld.
Who is my sweetheart? I'm tempted to tell,
For she is a little like you;
Her form and her features are of the same style,
As perfect as ever I knew.
Her smile is so sweet and her ways are so bright,
There is sunshine wherever she goes;
For she is the dearest, the sweetest of girls,
And daily my love for her grows.
Who is my sweetheart? I'm dying to tell;
I'll say she is very like you;
Her hair's the same shade as your own, while her eyes,
Like yours, shine so clear and so true.
Her hand's the same shape as the one I now hold,
While her voice and your own are the same;
And now I just wonder if you cannot guess
And tell me my sweetheart's true name.
Who is my sweetheart? I'm going to tell:
It's you, yes, it's you, it is you!
For why should I fear when your eyes say full well.
It's true, yes, it's true, it is true.
I see in your face that your heart is my own,
And I will no longer repine,
For you are my sweetheart, the dearest of all;
Now come, and forever he mine.