I'M LOOKING FOR A LOST ONE.
Copyright, 1898, by A. M. Mansfield.
Words and Music by W. S. Estreo.
To the prison gate there came one day ah old gray-headed man.
And asked permission that he might look o'er the prison clan,
The warden kindly asked him what his mission there might be,
Was he looking for a lost one, or just the sights to see?
"My quest is for a woman I've not seen for many years,
I've looked the wide world over," then his eyes filled up with tears,
The kindly warden's heart was touched "in me will you confide*
I'd like to hear your story," and the old man then replied:
"I'm looking for a lost one, whom I loved when but a boy,
And just to see her face again would fill my heart with joy,
'Tis many years since we have met, tho' time and place be strange.
I'd know her if I met her, yes! I'd know her tho' she's changed.'"
The old man then proceeded with his story, sadly told,
For love of her in early youth he'd hoarded up his gold.
To wed her in the village church had been his dream thro' life.
And happy days he pictured when she became his wife.
But his hopes were rudely broken by a note which simply read,
"Good-bye, dear ones, don't grieve for me," and this is all it said:
For another she had left us, and sorrow proved her fate,
And then the old man rose and said while passing out the gate:-Cho.