—Charlie Poole
Little sweetheart, we have parted
From each other we must go
Many miles may separate us
From this world and care and woe
But I treasure of the promise
That you made me in the lane
When you said we'd be together
When the roses bloom again
Now this parting gives us sorrow
Oh, it almost breaks my heart
But say, darling, will you love me
When we meet no more to part?
Down among the budded roses
I am nothing but a stem
I have parted from my darling
Never more to meet again
Will this parting be forever?
Will there be no coming day
When our hearts will be united
And all troubles pass away?
Darling, meet me up in heaven
That's my true and earnest prayer
If you loved me here on earth, dear
I am sure you'll love me there
All:
| I | I | V | V |
| V | V | I | I |
| IV | IV | I | I |
| V | V | I | I |