When The Old Oaken Bucket Was New
Composer(s): Joe Cooper; George J. Moriarty
Summer was blooming, old times were looming
while I closed my eyes
Scenes I love dearly, came back so clearly
under summer skies
Stars were a gleaming, I was just dreaming
Dreaming, dear of you
Back to the time when you became mine
Just a memory
Life was a pleasure each day a treasure, that I foundly praise
Thoughts of the morrow, never brought sorrow, in those good old days
Back to our childhood, back thro' the wild wood
My thoughts seem to fly
What can compare with those days so rare
Days that never die
When the old oaken bucket was new
That's the first time I made love to you
You turned your head, but you heard all I said
As we sat by the well just we two
We both vowed that our hearts love would flow
Just as long as the water below
Life is sweet yet, but I'll never forget
When the old oaken bucket was new
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