They Never Mention Your Name.
Copyright, 1897, by Sterling & Von Tilzer.
Words by Andrew B. Sterling. Music by Harry von Tilzer.
A lassie who had left her happy homestead long ago.
While passing down a crowded street one day.
Came face to face with one who in the past had loved her so.
Her sweetheart from the village far away.
She turned away to hide the tears; he said, don't shrink from me,
You know that once we were engaged to wed.
My mother and my father, Ned, she faltered tearfully,
Do they ever speak of me, and then he said:
They never mention your name,
Nell, since you left home so long ago.
They do not censure or blame,
Nell, and they love you still, I know,
Come back with me when I go,
Don't let me plead in vain.
You'll be happy yet, they'll forgive and forget,
If you'll only come home again.
Dear Ned, she said, I long to see the old folks once again,
To greet my dear old mother as of yore.
But father, would he welcome me, my heart would ache with pain
if ever he should turn me from his door.
I'll take you home as my wife, Nell, he whispered, I love you;
in spite of all, you're still my promised bride.
The past can be forgotten, we will start life o'er anew,
The old folks, too, would welcome you, he cried.-Chorus.