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My Sweet Forget-Me-Not

by Eddie Coffey & His Coffey Mates

on The Girls From Newfoundland (1977)

Fancy brings a thought to me of a flower that's bright and fair
Its grace and beauty both combine more brighter to more rare
Just like a maiden that I know once shared my happy lot
Where we parted, when she whispered, "You'll forget me not"

We met I really don't know where, but still it's just the same
For love grows in the city streets as well as in the lane
I gently pressed her tiny hand - one glance at me she shot
She dropped her flower, I picked it up - 'twas a sweet forget-me-not

She's graceful and she's charming like the lilies in the pond
Time is sliding swiftly by, of her I am so fond
The roses and the daisies were blooming around the spot
Where we parted, when she whispered, "You'll forget me not"

At last there came a happy time when something that I said
It caused her lips to mouth her, "Yes," and shortly we were wed
There is a house down in the lane in a tiny garden spot
There grows a flower, I know it well, it's a sweet forget-me-not

She's graceful and she's charming like the lilies in the pond
Time is flying swiftly by, of her I am so fond
The roses and the daisies were blooming around the spot
Where we parted, when she whispered, "You'll forget me not"