We Met By Chance - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
WE MET BY CHANCE. Words by W. Bartholomew. Music by F. Kuecken. 
When evening brings the twilight hour, I pass a lonely spot, Where oft she comes to cull the flower we call "Forget me not." She never whispers go, nor stay; she never whispers go, nor stay: We meet by chance, the usual way; we meet by chance, the usual way; We meet by chance, we meet by chance, we meet by chance, the usual way. 
Once-how, I cannot well divine, unless by chance we kissed-I found her lips were close to mine, so I could not resist; As neither whispered yea nor nay, as neither whispered yea nor nay; They met by chance, the usual way; they met by chance, the usual way: They met by chance, they met by chance, they met by chance, the usual way. 
The roses, when the zephyrs woo, impart what they receive; They sigh and sip the balmy dew, but never whisper give. Our love is mutual, this we know; our love is mutual, this we know, Though neither tells the other so, though neither tells the other so; Our love is mutual, this we know, though neither tells the other so.