| Oh Mary dear, a cruel fate has parted us.
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| I’ll hide my grief, e’en though my heart should break.
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| Farewell my love, may God be always with you.
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| I love you so, I’d die for your dear sake.
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| But you’ll come back to me my sad heart whispers.
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| You’ll come with summer’s flowers or winter’s snow,
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| But I’ll be there to wait if God should spare me.
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| And with the years, my love shall deeper, greater, grow.
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| Oh Mary dear, the years are lone and dreary,
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| And yet you come not back my soul to cheer.
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| My eyes grow dim, my path of life’s near ended.
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| When death shall come, in spirit, Love, be near.
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| Remember then, my soul’s deep adoration.
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| Shed one sad tear for all the world to see.
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| Breath one short prayer, and I shall know you love me.
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| And still be waiting, Mary, when you come to me. |