| Show THE MODERN WIDOWS TA T LAMENT A NT flow on my tears my tears flow on my aly husband low is lain oil oh let mo me weep to case my heart that I 1 may mate again again affections cord though now in twain for him who pi prized zed mo me dearl dear if I 1 may weep my aws ofaf ill very soon scion repair re pair oh ob bid me not control my grief nor keep heep my feelings in IN nor tor tell me now to calm calin my woe for I 1 have got his tin that face of his I 1 cherished dear Is mine no more you know so let me drain my bitter cup and get another beau the night winds moan around his grave and sing a requiem sad and while hes bes held in peaceful sleep ill catch another lad then let my tears flow on in peace and as they gently flow ill bear to some new manly breast the burden of my woe oh for the joy of vanished youth yo uth dybich bich I 1 with him did share S would that I 1 had them back again to give some other dear the birds are stealing fast to rest the kittens seek the rug oh ob let me weep for through my tears ill see some one to hug I 1 all dark all dark the past appears since he I 1 loved is dead ob would my tears might quickly bring some soothing to wed I 1 I 1 sty my breast is full then why not weep to calm this thia saddens sad dead end heart for him dear soul I 1 can but weep and find his bis counterpart then tell me not to check my grief alas I 1 I 1 never can until within his hid lonely couch conch I 1 p place lace my other oilier man I 1 |
