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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