Why you sigh,
’Tend to cry,
When no tears are in your eye.
Letha—
I could tell you, Roland Rare,
Things of which you’re well aware,
That you’d hardly care to hear;
Things that sometimes bring a tear
To my eye,
Though I try
Why you sigh,
’Tend to cry,
When no tears are in your eye.
Letha—
I could tell you, Roland Rare,
Things of which you’re well aware,
That you’d hardly care to hear;
Things that sometimes bring a tear
To my eye,
Though I try