TWO SWEETHEARTS OF MINE
Words, E.P. Moran. Music, J. Fred Helf. 1898

1. A crowd of young fellows one night at a club
Were telling of sweethearts they had,
All of them jolly excepting one youth
And he seemed downhearted and sad.
"Come, Ned, won't you join us?" his comrades then asked,
"For surely some girl has loved you."
Then raising his head as proudly he said,
"Why, boys, I'm in love with two.

CHORUS: "One has hair of silv'ry gray.
The other just like gold.
One is gay and youthful
While the other's bent and old;
But dearer than life are both to me
And from neither would I part.
One is my mother, God bless her! I love her.
The other is my sweetheart.

2. "My sweetheart, you see, is a poor working girl,
But still I'm determined to wed.
My father says, 'No! It can never be so.
Go marry an heiress instead.'
I've won mother over. She knows how it is.
When father met her she was poor.
She says, "Ned, don't fret. She'll be your wife yet.
Your father'll consent I am sure."