Charles K. Harris, 1892
A little maiden climbed an old man's knee,|
Begged for a story, "Do Uncle please,"
Why are you single, why live alone?
Have you no babies, have you no home?
I had a sweetheart, years, years, ago,
Where she is now, pet, you will soon know,
List' to the story, I'll tell it all,
I believed her faithless, after the ball.
After the ball is over, after the break of morn,
After the dancer's leaving, after the stars are gone;
Many a heart is aching, if you could read them all;
Many the hopes that have vanished, after the ball.
2. Bright lights were flashing in the Grand Ballroom,|
Softly the music, playing sweet tunes.
There came my sweetheart, my love my own,
I wish some water, leave me alone!
When I returned dear, there stood a man,
Kissing my sweetheart as lovers can.
Down fell the glass, pet, broekn that's all,
Just as my heart was, after the ball.
3. Long years have passed child - I've never wed,
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