MY CREOLE SUE.
Copyright, 1896, by Hamilton S. Gordon.
Words and Music by Gussie I. Davis.
While to-night I sit reflecting over mem'ries of the past,
My thoughts turn to the Louisiana shore;
There my heart first found its happiness, and may it ever last.
Oh, that little girl I'll love forevermore.
Whene'er I think of angels then I seem to see her face,
There never beat a heart so fond and true;
And when I left the sunny South, right there I left my heart,
She's the sunlight of my life, my Creole Sue.
My Creole Sue, how I love you.
I love you still, and always will,
I sigh for you, I do, I do,
And my thoughts are all of you, my Creole Sue.
Through life's journey I have never seen a face to me so fair,
I've never heard a voice that sound so sweet;
And I oft' think of the moonlight nights that I spent with her there.
For with her my happiness was quite complete.
A memory still haunts me, and no matter where I roam,
Her words will linger in my ear through life;
One night she whispered softly, "Oh, I love you, yes I do,
And I promise you some day to be your wife!" - Chorus.