SHE WAS HAPPY TILL SHE MET YOU
(Charles Graham / Monroe H. Rosenfeld) (1899)

S.H. Dudley



'Twas a bright and sunny day
When a young wife went away from her husband
Who had wrung her heart with pain
On the table lay a note with the simple words she wrote: 
"Good bye! I hope we'll never meet again" 
Unto her mother she returned 
The home for which she'd often yearned 
For every spark of love for him and fled
There he sought her out at last with repentance for the past
But her mother met him at the door and said:

"I have come to say goodbye," said the husband with a sigh
"Just let me take her to my heart again." 
But the mother said: "Too late: 
All her love has turned to hate
So go your own way, your pleadings are in vain
"She is my wife!" the husband cried
"You shall not take her from my side 
The law forbids you part us we are wed!" 
"But you've broken every vow, she is yours no longer now
My daughter shall not go!" the mother said

She was happy till she met you
And the fault is all your own 
If she wishes to forget you
You will please let her alone
She has come to her old mother 
Just because there is no other
She'll be happy in her own sweet home



(Corrections/additions by sailor - September 2006)