IT WAS ONLY A DREAM.
Copyright, 1897, by R. W. Gilchrist.
Words and Music by Robert W. Gilchrist.
I dreamt I was an orphan, an orphan without a home,
I dreamt my mother she had died and left me all alone;
And in my dream I was crying nearly to break my heart,
To think of my dear mother from me that she should part;
I was taken to an old man's house and there to make my home,
He said to me, "Do not weep, my child, I'll adopt you as my own.
It was only a dream, but it nearly broke my heart,
To think of my dear mother from me she had to part;
And leave me an orphan, an orphan without a home,
No one to care for and in this world alone;
But when I 'woke from slumber I saw to my surprise,
Mother's arms around me And she was still alive.
I dreamt that my dear brother came to my bedside,
And whispered to me. sister, cheer up. and do not cry,
For mother isn't dead vet, she's only in a trance:
She's sleeping quietly in her cot, tho' life is but a chance.
But when I awoke from slumber and wiped my little eyes,
The smile that was on mother's face caused me much surprise.