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Fancy brings a thought to me of a flower so bright and fair,
Grance and beauty, both combine to make that far more rare
Like a maiden that I know who shared my happy life,
Where we parted, when she whispered, "You'll forget-me-not".
She's graceful and she's charming like the lillies in the pond
Time is flowing swiftly by, of her I am so fond,
The roses and the daisies they bloom around the spot
Where we parted, when she whispered, "You'll forget-me-not".
We met I really don't know where, I guess it's all the same
Love grows in a village green as well as in a lane
I gently took her by the hand and a glance at me she shot,
She dropped a flower, I picked it up, it was a sweet forget-me-not.
She's graceful and she's charming like the lillies in the pond
Time is flowing swiftly by, of her I am so fond,
The roses and the daisies they bloom around the spot
Where we parted, when she whispered, "You'll forget-me-not".
And then there came a happy time when something that I said
Caused her lips to murmur "yes", shortly we were wed.
Now there's a cottage by a lane and a tiny garden spot
There grows a flower, I know it well, it's the sweet forget-me-not.
She's graceful and she's charming like the lillies in the pond
Time is flowing swiftly by, of her I am so fond,
The roses and the daisies they bloom around the spot
Where we parted, when she whispered, "You'll forget-me-not,
You'll forget me not".
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