Sweet Forget-me-not - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
SWEET FORGET-ME-NOT. 
Oh! fancy brings a thought to me Of dowers sweet and rare, With grace and beauty there combined, And brightest hues so fair; So like a maiden that I loved. It was my happy lot; I whispered when we parted last, "Oh! you'll forget-me-not!" 
Chorus. Graceful and as charming as the lily in the pond. Time has pass'd so swiftly, for of her I am so fond; Daises and the roses, too, they grow' round the spot, When we parted, and I whispered, "You'll forget-me-not! "-(Dance.) 
We met, I really don't know where, But still 'tis all the same, For love walks in the busy streets As well as in the lane. I gently pressed her tiny hand, She glanced at me a shot, She dropped a flower, I picked it up, A sweet forget-me-not!-Chorus. 
At last there came a happy day, And something that I said, Just caused her lips to murmur, "yes," And shortly we were wed. A little cottage by the brook. And a tiny garden spot, Where grows a little flower, called, A sweet forget-me-not!-Chorus.