TELL ME HE OLD, OLD STORY
(Words and music by Richard L. Weaver, 1908)


There's a question ever new sweetheart I would ask of you, will
you tell me once again the story dear, ... It's the theme of life's
sweet song, as the ages roll along, making sunshine when the
clouds seem near, ... In the days of "Auld Lang Syne" those sweet
days when you were mine, Many hours we pass'd together by the
mill, ... Time has chang'd us both since then, but I've wandered
back again, for your answer that you love me still

Now the birds as sweetly sing 'Round the ivy cover'd spring,
as they did for us sweetheart in time before, and I'm waiting
here today, fondly hoping you will say, that you love me as you
did of yore, ... when I've travell'd far and near, there was naught
in life to cheer, all the world is shadow'd dearest without you,
and for each fond joy apart, I've the longing in my heart for that
dear old story ever new...

Tell me the old, old story, that you love me as of yore,... others strive
for fame and glory, I'm content with your love evermore, ... time can
never change you sweetheart, with your eyes of violet blue, ... I'm
waiting to be told, the story sweet and old, you love me still as I love you.