This was originally titled "The Flower Song"

SWEET ADELINE
Words, Richard H. Gerard. Music, Harry Armstrong.
New York: M. Witmark & Sons, © 1903.

In the evening when I sit alone a-dreaming
Of days gone by, love, to me so dear,
There's a picture that in fancy oft' appearing,
Brings back the time, love, when you were near.

It is then I wonder where you are, my darling,
And if your heart to me is still the same.
For the sighing wind and nightingale a-singing
Are breathing only your own sweet name.

CHORUS
Sweet Adeline, (My Adeline,)
My Adeline, (My Adeline,)
At night, dear heart, (At night, dear heart,)
For you I pine. (For you I pine.)

In all my dreams, (In all my dreams,)
Your fair face beams. (Your fair face beams.)
You're the flower of my heart,
Sweet Adeline. (My Adeline.)

I can see your smiling face as when we wandered
Down by the brookside, just you and I,
And it seems so real at times 'til I awaken,
To find all vanished, a dream gone by.

If we must meet sometime in after years, my darling,
I trust that I will find your love still mine,
Tho' my heart is sad and clouds above are hov'ring
The sun again, love, for me would shine.

CHORUS

Lead (Harmony)