Show tay MY LITTLE WIFE my bly little alf my little wifel wife IN when hen first I 1 saw her face I 1 wished the minstrels art were mine to tell its peerless grace had fancy touched the sweetest hary har by fairy lingers fingers strung oh ob who could tn in toe inc a lay for her whose charm could not be sung my little wire wife roy my little wire wife I 1 I 1 gazo gabo into her eyes and as I 1 watch the love light there what tender memories rise I 1 ali ah some are glad but most are sail sad F for or oft from day to day grief hid his cruel thorns amid the roses by tho the way my little wife my little wife I 1 know ashes growing old but what care I 1 it silver gleams have kissed her locks ot of gol gold d iler iier beauty foils the band of timo time and shines despite his art the vine that wreathes my fireside the blossom of my heart boston transcript |