Copyright, 1896, by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words by Harry B. Smith. Music by Ludwig Englaender
Pardon, O I pray, my manner shy,
My fawn-like eyes, my down-cast head;
To this great world amused am I,
For in a convent I was bred,
There, rapt in piety and love,
All love and joy I learned to shun;
I never, never saw a man before,
And now I am to marry one.
She never saw a man before,
And she is now to marry one!
And so, and so, you know, you know,
That's all right, dovey dear, we know:
It's no wonder that I blush, blush, blush!.
It's no wonder that I'm very, very coy!
Such a host of new emotions rush
To my heart before this new found joy.
I am told that I must kiss, kiss, kiss!
Winch thrills me with delightful explanation.
These matters of the heart, of lessons formed no part
At the convent where I had my education.
Pardon, O I pray, if I don't know
The average girls coquettish airs;
I never learned such things, although
I know such lots of hymns and prayers.
I'm really to be married then.
I'm sure I'll prove a little dunce.
Good gracious! what an awful lot of men,
To show a poor girl all at once.- Chorus.