American Old Time Song Lyrics: 29 Loves Young Dream

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 29

LOVE'S YOUNG- DREAM.

Oh! the days are gone when beauty bright
My heart's chain wove;
When my dream of life, from morn till night,
Was love, still love!
New hopes may bloom,
And days may come
Of milder, calmer beam,
But there's nothing half so sweet In life
As love's young dream!
Oh! there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream!

Though the bard to purer fame may soar,
When wild youth's past;
Though he win the wise who frowned before,
To smile at last;
He'll never meet
A smile so sweet
In all his noon of fame,
As when first he sung to woman's ear
His soul-felt flame;
And, at every close, she blushed to hear
The one loved name!

Oh! that hallowed form is ne'er forgot,
Which first love traced;
Still it lingering haunts the greenest spot
On memory's waste!
'Twas odor fled
As soon as shed;
'Twas morning's winged dream;
'Twas a light that ne'er can shine again
On life's dull stream!
Oh! 'twas a light that ne'er can shine again
On life's dull stream.