WHEN LOVE IS YOUNG
(Rida Johnson Young / M. Melville Eliis,   1906)


The beads on the wine in our glorious youth 
And life's full of fervor and zest, 
And the world is made bright by the light of a smile, 
Or the sound of the voice we love best. 
There's a thrill of delight in the touch of her hand, 
All the Earth's bubbling over with joy; 
Oh! the love that we give to the girls that we love, 
When we're boys, boys, boys.

There are various way that a fellow may love 
And most of us sample them all, 
And the older and stronger you are when it strikes, 
The harder and deeper you fall. 
But there's no love on earth that holds half the thrill, 
No love that has half the joys 
As love that we give to the girls that we love, 
When we're boys, boys, boys.

When love is young in Springtime, 
And boys are youthful, too 
And girls are so alluring 
What can a fellow do? 
A look, a smile, a dimple, 
You're caught, you're captured, stung
There's danger in the very air 
When love is young.