I'M SO SHY.
Copyright, 1885, by Chas. D. Blake & Co.
I am so awful timid, it is quite a painful thing.
And if you should look at me I really cannot sing;
So if you wish to hear my song, don't stare at me, I pray,
But place your hands before your eyes, and look at me this way:
I'm so shy, I'm so shy, go away, sir, I'm so timid.
Don't intrude, don't be rude, get away, sir, no closer, sir
I'm very fond of dancing, but I dare not meet the beaux,
For when at me they're glancing I blush down to my toes;
I never had a sweetheart yet but what I was afraid,
And if to me too close he'd get. why this appeal I've made:-Chorus.
I really can't endure it to be so awful shy,
I've often wished to cure it, but all in vain to try;
And when I wish to seem at ease, I blush and tremble so
That people notice me and tease, which makes it worse, you know. - Chorus.