MARY LOVES HER HARRY.
Copyright, 1896. by The Zeno Mauvais Music Co.
Written by Jas. H. Marshall And Walter Wolff.
Now Mary Ann's the only girl that I can love;
She is, upon my word, don't say it is absurd;
We're seen at times together like two cooing doves.
She's gone away, but not to stay, for me she loves.
Her father is a millionaire,
He's got the cash to cut a dash, and take her ev'rywhere.
I love her dearly, but feel so queerlyI'll never find another girl like Mary.
Mary, Mary, come back to your Harry;
Mary, Mary, you I want to marry;
Come back soon, dear, longer do not tarry;
Mary Ann, I long to see your face again.
She's been away three months to-day-I feel so blue;
Whatever would I do if she should prove untrue;
They're sailing now for Europe, on the ocean's foam.
Oh! Mary dear, my heart you'll cheer when you come home.
The old man says she's young to wed,
The letter read I got from them only this very morn;
Said Mary dear, don't have a fear,
I'll never marry any one but Harry.- Chorus.
They're safely now in Europe, and in London dwell.
Oh, my! what lots of swells-dukes, marquises and earls:
They're more than gone on Mary Ann, her teeth like pearls.
She keeps them all a-guessing, yet her heart it yearns
For home, and me she longs to see;
She says she will come home again and surely marry me;
For titles great will not love makeShe'll give her heart und hand to her dear Harry.- Chorus.