Sweet Orange Blossoms - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
SWEET ORANGE BLOSSOMS. Copyright, 1891. by Malcolm Douglas. Words by Malcolm Douglas. Music by Llewellyn B. Reakirt. 
Sweet orange blossoms, weaving your wondrous spells, Softly awaking echoes of wedding-bells; Fragrant and pure, sweet with the dew and the sun, Whispering sweetly to all, hearts shall beat fondly as one; Spotless And white, each clust'ring spray Tells of the rapture And joy that come with a wedding-day. 
Refrain. She will be true, she will be true; Pure as these blossoms, sweet with the dew; Never a doubt, all sadness will vanish away; She will keep true till we meet the promise she gave one day. 
Sweet orange blossoms, oh, for the vanished past, Leaving its memory ever in life to last; Loving and true, fondly she watched for me then, Longing to see these sweet buds bloom in their fragrance again; But all our dreams ne'er were to be, I Pure as these blossoms she loved, she passed in her youth from me.-Ref.