Some Day, Sweetheart

You told me that you loved me true, and I believed in you,
You broke your vows and now somehow it seems I’m always blue;
But there’ll come a day, when you’re far away,
You’ll sit alone and sigh for me.
You’ll cry for days that have gone by.

Some day, sweetheart, you may be sorry
For what yo’ve done to my poor heart,
You may regret the vows you’ve broken;
The things you did that made us drift apart,
You’re happy now, and can’t see how
Those weary blues will ever come to you,
But as you sow, so shall you reap, dear,
And what you reap will make you weep, some day, sweetheart.

Cards and letters, will be appreciated – RUTH
JOHNSON and MARGARET STEPHENS, age 15,
Gilmer, Texas.

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