| Come sweetheart, mine, don’t sit and pine
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| Tell me of the cares that make you feel so blue
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| What have I done? |
| Answer me hon'
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| Have I ever said an unkind word to you?
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| My love is true and just for you
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| I’d do almost anything at anytime
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| Dear, when you sigh or when you cry
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| Something seems to grip this very heart of mine
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| Come to me, my melancholy baby
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| Cuddle up and don’t feel blue
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| All your fears are foolish fancy
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| Maybe you know, dear, that I’m in love with you
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| Every cloud must have a silver lining
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| Wait until the sun shines through
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| Smile, my honey, dear, while I kiss away each tear
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| Or else I shall be melancholy too
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| Every cloud must have a silver lining
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| Wait until the sun shines through
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| Smile, my honey, dear, while I kiss away each tear
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| Or else I shall be melancholy too |