Come, sweetheart minde, don't you sit and pine
Tell me of the cares that make you feel so blue
What have I done? Answer me hon'
Have I ever said an unkind word to you?

Come to me, my melancholy baby
Cuddle up and don't you be blue
All your fears, they're foolish fancy maybe
You know dear that I'm in love with you
Every cloud must have a silver lining
Wait until the sun shines through

Smile my honey dear, while I brush away each tear
Or else I shall be melancholy too