FOR MY LOVE, SWEETHEART, IS ALL FOR YOU.
Copyright, 1895, by The Whitehead McGrath Co.
Words and music by Arthur C. Whitehead.
On a summer's night in June, 'Death the silv'ry southern moon,
Stood a maiden with bowed head, for these words her lover said:
"Sweetheart, your love is my life, only say you'll be my wife,
Darling, I'll be true to thee, if you will be true to me."
Tell me, sweetheart, will your love crow cold,
When in years to come, and I am old;
Tell me darling, that you will be true,
For my love, sweetheart, Is all for you.
Then her head she slowly raised, in her lover's eyes she gazed,
"Dear, how could you e'er doubt me? my love has all been for thee."
The mocking bird sang aloft, and be sang so sweet and soft:
'She's so sweet And pure, kind sir, you be true, be true to her." -Refrain.