THE GIRL I LOVED AT SCHOOL.
Copyright, 1893, by H. W. Petrie.
Words by Arthur J. Lamb Music by H. W. Petrie.
How well do I remember the little country lane,
The pretty little school-house, where once I loved in vain.
And when I should have listened to what the teachers say,
I passed the time a-looking at little Mary Gray:
Though school was just beginning, or drawing to a close,
I never knew my lesson-just why, you may suppose!
The only thing I thought of throughout the live-long day
Was how to tell my love to little Mary Gray.
O little Mary Gray, you stole my heart away,
Down in the country school-yard, where we in youth did play;
Oft in the woodland cool, perched by a shady pool.
Vows by the score I plighted with the girl that I loved at school.
And when the class was ended, we tripped out in a hand.
And you would come right to me, and I would take your hand;
We'd gather wildwood flowers, and tumble in the hay.
And I'd kiss you ev'ry minute my little Mary Gray,
And now that we are married, With children of out own,
We think about those school-days, that long ago were known,
And never in my life-nine, though all my hopes decay.
Will I forget those school-days with little Mary Gray.-Chorus.