The words in the DT are slightly different than what is found in the sheet music from 1877. The amazing thing is how much of it is the same!

Sweet Forget-Me-Not
Words and Music by Bobby Newcomb, Ohio, 1877

SWEET FORGET-ME-NOT (Bobby Newcomb) Oh fancy brings a thought to me, Of flowers sweet and rare, With grace and beauty there combined And brightest hues so fair, So like a maiden that I loved, I was my happy lot, I whispered where we party last, Oh, you'll forget me not.   Chorus Graceful and as charming as a lily in the pond Time has passed so swiftly for of her I am so fond Daisies and the roses too, they grow around the spot, Where we parted and I whispered "You'll forget me not"   We met I really don't know where, But still 'tis all the same, For love walks in the busy streets As well as in the lane. I gently pressed her tiny hand, She glanced at me a shot, She dropped a flower, I picked it up, A sweet forget me not.   At last there came a happy day, And something that I said, Just caused her lips to murmur, yes, And shortly we were wed. A little garden by the brook, And a tiny garden spot, Where grows a little flower called A sweet forget me not.

THE SWEET FORGET-ME-NOT (DT Lyrics) Fancy brings a thought to mind Of a flower that's bright and fair Its grace and beauty both combine A brighter jewel more rare Just like a maiden that I know Who shared my happy lot She whispered when we parted last "Oh, you'll forget me not" She's graceful and she's charming Like the lily in the pond Time is flying swiftly by Of her I am so fond The roses and the daisies Are blooming 'round the spot 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 clasped her tiny hand One glance at me she shot She dropped her flower, I picked it up 'Twas the sweet forget-me-not And then there came a happy time When something that I said Caused her lips to murmur "Yes" And shortly we were wed There is a cott' down in the land And a tiny plot Where grows a flower, I know it well It's the sweet forget-me-not.