The Dear Old Air

Melody -

1. Misfortune's train may chase our joys,
But not our love;
And I those pensive looks will prize,
The smiles of joy above;

2. Your tender looks of love shall still
Delight and console;
Even though your eyes the tear-drops fill
Beyond your love's control.
  3. Of troubles past we will not speak,
Or future woe;
Nor mark, thus leaning cheek to cheek,
the stealing tear-drops flow;

4. But I'll sing you the dear old Irish air,
Soothing and low,
You loved so well when, gay and fair,
You won me long ago.

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