Copyright, 1895, by The New York Music Co.
Words and Music by Charles Graham.
They were two little children a-playing,
They quarreled as children will;
Then he begged her pardon, saying:
"We two will be playmates still."
But just for a white she did not smile,
And her frown only caused him pain;
He kissed her at last and the trouble was past.
Then said, "Now we're sweethearts again."
Sweethearts again, sweethearts again,
Both of them singing love's old refrain;
Anger had fled, love reigned instead:
"Let us be sweethearts once more," they said.
They were fond lovers when they grew older,
Till some one between them came;
Their love very soon grew colder,
And yet he took all the blame.
He longed for a while to see her smile,
And his longing was not in vain;
'Twas my fault," said he-" No, 'twas mine, Jack," said the,
And so they were sweethearts again.- Chorus.