American Old Time Song Lyrics: 22 Baby Mine
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 22
BABY MINE.
I've a letter from thy sire,
Baby mine-baby mine;
I could read and never tire,
Baby mine-baby mine.
He is sailing o'er the sea,
He is coming back to me,
He is coming back to me,
Baby mine-baby mine,
He is coming back to me,
Baby mine.
Oh! I long to see his face.
Baby mine-baby mine;
In his old accustomed place.
Baby mine-baby mine.
Like the rose of May in bloom.
Like a star amid the gloom.
Like the sunshine in the room,
Baby mine-baby mine.
Like the sunshine in the room,
Baby mine.
I'm so glad, I cannot sleep,
Baby mine-baby mine;
I'm so happy I could weep.
Baby mine-baby mine.
He is sailing o'er the sea.
He is coming back to me,
He is coming back to thee,
Baby mine-baby mine,
He is coming back to thee,
Baby mine.