| Could You be True to Eyes of Blue, If You looked into Eyes of Brown? Now the lad was young that day As they strolled upon their way, For this case was his first And the first is the worst, All lovers will tell you that's true; Said the lad, "My lips are sealed Not a word of love they 'll yield." Said the maiden so meek, "But you know eyes can speak, And I wonder, I wonder, could you?" |
