My Pauline - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MY PAULINE. Copyright, 1895. by A. A. Hurgren. Words and Music by A. A. Hurgren. 
Summer has its roses red and in violets blue; Springtime brings its song birds sweet, wakening echoes new; I love those summer days and skies serene; I'm happy as a king with my Pauline. 
Chorus. Oh, Pauline, the best of all the rest, the merriest girl I know: Her step like a fairy, light and airy, heart pure as falling snow; No riches would be temptation to me, to tell such sweet love, I ween; Though misfortune come, I'll love but one, and that is my own Pauline. 
When songsters chirp good-night, and care is gone, Love comes to reign supreme in our dear home; After all our fireside bright means more, I ween, Than all the summer flowers, my own Pauline. - Chorus. 
Cold winter's icy blast will come some day, And in the starry night bear one away; But I shall ne'er forget that springtime green. When you were by my side, my sweet Pauline.- Chorus.