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TO AN APRON
Two aprons hung on a pantry door One very happy-the other quite sore The broom in the corner sighed and said.
Why do you worry you pretty head The sad apron, looked so limp and forlorn While the gay apron hummed a sweet little song The tea is at three, thou its work for me While your job is finished and you are free Of course I?ll be mingling with the guests Who sometimes can really be such pests O? they will be praising about the eats The wonderful salad, the delicious sweets The fresh crisp curtains, the crystal so clear Alas, the credit is all yours my dear.
KATE
CHORUS
Kate, Kate as sure as fate, someday I am going to marry' you Kate, Kate I can hardly wait, to hear you say the words ?I do?
You have such a striking personality
You mean everything in the whole world to me
Kate, Kate please don?t hesitate, for I?m in love with you
VERSE
Long a sleepy county side, one evening I went for a ride
And there she stood at the garden gate my wonderful, adorable. Kate
At first she seemed a mystical illusion
But very soon I came to this conclusion
So in a gentle manly way, I bade her the time of day
And when she smiled. I could not help but say
YOU FOUND A NEW LOVE
You have found a new love, darling you?re are not to blame
Once we sang a love song, that has turned to a plaintiff refrain
There was never a cloud in our horizon of love
But never teardrops like rain fell from the heavens above
Maybe, when you?re with your new love
You?ll think of me sometime by chance
I?m sure you could never forget dear our beautiful romance


Backman, Marguerite Songs-29
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