WEEP NO MORE MY LADY (Let Me See Your Smile)
(Words and Music by: L. Wolfe Gilbert, 1914)


Harold Jones he courted little Josephine, and what a queen,
was Josephine. 'Till she started reading Laura Libbey Jean,
and now's she lost her little winning disposition; no more
loving sunny smile, sobbing, sighing, all the while. Harold
couldn't stand it, so he said "My dear, I want to say right
here."

Crazy 'bout the photo play is Josephine, the crying scene
up on the screen reads a novel of every night and in between
woeful Josie cries enough to fill a bucket, 'fact I've heard
some people say, she read "Three Weeks" in one day.
Every time it's raining Harold always sneers "Those
are Josie's tears."

Weep no more my lady I want to see your sunny smile!
Stop now, stop now you weeping willow! All night you cry
upon your pillow. Weep no more my lady can't you stop that
for awhile I know you show you're temperamental, but it
won't go, please don't be sentimental, 'cause you won me
with your wonderful smile.