Come, sweetheart mine, don't sit and pine;
Tell me of the cares that make you feel so blue.
What have I done? Answer me, Hon;
Have I ever said an unkind word to you?
My love is true, and just for you;
I'd do almost anything at any time.
Dear, when you sigh or when you cry,
Something seems to grip this very heart of mine.
Come to me my melancholy baby,
Cuddle up and don't be blue
All your fears are foolish fancies, may be
You know dear, that I'm in love with you.
Ev'ry cloud must have a silver lining;
Wait until the sun shines through.
Smile my honey, dear, while I kiss away each tear,
Or else I shall be melancholy too.
Birds in the trees, whispering breeze,
Could not fail to lull you into peaceful dreams.
So tell me why sadly you sigh
Sitting at the window where the pale moon beams.
You shouldn't grieve; try and believe
Life is always sunshine when the heart beats true.
Be of good cheer; smile through your tears;
When you're sad it makes me feel the same as you.