Often do I think of thee,
And I wonder, little darling,
You will meet with many faces
Gliding down this rugged stream.
you are always in my dreams.
At my window, sad and lonely,
often do I think of thee.
And I wonder, little darling,
Some will tell you I'm not true, dear.
Some may tell you I'm not true.
Just remember, little darling,
no one loves you like I do.
At my window, sad and lonely,
often do I think of thee.
And I wonder, little darling,
Who will learn to love you, darling?
Who's gonna talk your future over
While I'm rambling in the west?
At my window, sad and lonely
And I wonder, little darling,