TIME WILL TELL.
Copyright, 1897, by H. W. Petrie.
Words by Harry S. Miller. Music by H. w. Petrie.
Long years ago two lovers quarreled,
She deemed as true stories she heard.
How his heart pained to see his darling
Turn from him cold, hardly a word.
Tears filled his eyes, he spoke with Badness,
No other heart loves you so well.
Why b'lleve as true stories they've told you,
I can forgive you, love-time will tell."
Time it will tell alone, when I'm no longer known,
Some other sweetheart will tell you be loves you well,
Yet mid your pleasures gay, you'll think of me some day,
Think of the heart you have broken-time will tell.
Years had rolled on, still come no tidings,
One heart was sad, one heart did yearn,
Friends that were hers, soon they deserted,
Then did she pray that he'd return.
One night, alone, while sadly thinking
Over the tales which cast their spell.
Twas then she cried, "My heart is breaking" -
Too true his words did seem-" Time will tell." - Chorus.