Thou'lt Be My Love - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THOU'LT BE MY LOVE. Copyright, 1891, by White-Smith Music Publishing Co. From the opera of 'Poor Jonathan.' 
Well, now, I willingly the contract sign! Quite famous you will be within a year And I a millionaire! Perhaps 'twere well, a song for me to sing In honor of this thing! Twould be, I'm sure, well meant; A fitting compliment. Thou'lt be my love, I trow? No, no, no, no! Ah! wouldst thou scorn my caress? Yes, yes, yes, yes! Fearest thou love's sweet thrall, not so, at all, For thee alone I watch, to thee I call! So spoke Zanetto to Zulietta, Zanetto was a fellow, dear; Where'er he went sigh'd ev'ry poveretta! "Oh look, oh look, a cavalier!" He most of all, made love instanter, no one could bide his vanity; And if on him a maiden's glance did wander, One then would hear this double lay, Now sly, now bold, now high, now low; His no, his yes, his yes, his no! "Thou'lt be my love, I trow?" No, no, no, no! "Ah! wouldst thou scorn my caress?" Yes, yes, yes, yes! Fearest thou love's sweet thrall? not so at all! For thee alone I watch, to thee I call; So did Zanetto many seasons Still lonely, vain and stupid wait; The fellow tho't from his conceited reasons That any maid with him would mate. At last each girl would make an ending of all his silly love-making; Oh, poveretta! now then would each maiden Just answer him in double lay. Now bold, now sly, now high, now low; A no, a yes, a yes, a no. The melody a moral hath: Seize fortune when 'tis in your path. "Thou'lt be my love, I trow?" No, no, no, no! "Ah! wouldst thou scorn my caress?" Yes, she really sings superbly, therefore let us.-Chorus. 
Yes, yes, yes, yes, "See me now at your door!" But wait light here, praise her greatly; All our praise to her alone be, For I am now another's dear. Yes, I am now another's dear; Given hail to the great, the sweet singer. My line young fellow stop right here, For I am now another's dear! Hail! yes, the queen of singers hail!