American Old Time Song Lyrics: 24 I Had Nothing Else To Do
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 24
I Had Nothing Else to Do.
'Twas a pleasant Summer morning,
Just a day one could enjoy,
When I waked and looked out early,
Thinking how my time to employ.
In such fine and bracing weather
I don't care for work do, you?
So I went to see my sweetheart
As I'd nothing else to do.
Off I started through the meadows,
Where the dew beads pearled the spray,
And responsive to the song birds
I kept singing all the way.
Quite surprised she was to see me
Come so early there to woo,
But I said I'd just walked over
As I'd nothing else to do.
Then we rambled forth together
Down the lane beneath the trees,
While so gently stirred the shadows
Of their branches in the breeze;
And Whene'er our conversation
Languished for a word or two,
Why, of course, I gently kissed her
As I'd nothing else to do.
But before the day was over
I had quite made up my mind,
That I'd pop the question to her
If her heart to me inclined.
So I whispered, sweet, my darling,
Will you have me?-yes, or no!
Well, said she, perhaps I may, sir,
When I've nothing else to do.