| Down in old southern Texas I wandered one day, | |
| Where the tropical sea breezes blow. | |
| I there fell in love with a flower so rare | |
| And they called her the Galveston rose. | |
| Her heart was as true as her blue smiling eyes | |
| And as fair as the lily that grows. | |
| And the finest of gold in no way could compare | |
| With the curls of my Galveston rose. | |
| I grew jealous and falsely accused her one day, | |
| Said her love I no longer should know. | |
| I've been true please believe me her little heart cried | |
| But I left her my Galveston rose. | |
| Little then did I think that sometimes I'd repay | |
| And would reap every sorrow and care; | |
| But as years passed along I grew lonely each day | |
| For the one I had left waiting there. | |
| So I wrote to my darling and said I was wrong, | |
| I'll return dear if you'll only wed. | |
| But soon came a letter my flower had died | |
| And these are the words that I read. | |
| Your sweetheart is peacefully sleeping tonight | |
| In a grave where the white violets grow; | |
| And enclosed, there's a curl a last token of love, | |
| And a note from your Galveston Rose. | |
| I was innocent dear though you left me alone, | |
| But remember I loved only you. | |
| And the lock that's enclosed is a curl from your rose, | |
| Who'll be waiting in heaven for you⦠|
| Down in old southern Texas I wandered one day, | |
| Where the tropical sea breezes blow. | |
| I there fell in love with a flower so rare | |
| And they called her the Galveston rose. | |
| Her heart was as true as her blue smiling eyes | |
| And as fair as the lily that grows. | |
| And the finest of gold in no way could compare | |
| With the curls of my Galveston rose. | |
| I grew jealous and falsely accused her one day, | |
| Said her love I no longer should know. | |
| I' ve been true please believe me her little heart cried | |
| But I left her my Galveston rose. | |
| Little then did I think that sometimes I' d repay | |
| And would reap every sorrow and care | |
| But as years passed along I grew lonely each day | |
| For the one I had left waiting there. | |
| So I wrote to my darling and said I was wrong, | |
| I' ll return dear if you' ll only wed. | |
| But soon came a letter my flower had died | |
| And these are the words that I read. | |
| Your sweetheart is peacefully sleeping tonight | |
| In a grave where the white violets grow | |
| And enclosed, there' s a curl a last token of love, | |
| And a note from your Galveston Rose. | |
| I was innocent dear though you left me alone, | |
| But remember I loved only you. | |
| And the lock that' s enclosed is a curl from your rose, | |
| Who' ll be waiting in heaven for you |
| Down in old southern Texas I wandered one day, | |
| Where the tropical sea breezes blow. | |
| I there fell in love with a flower so rare | |
| And they called her the Galveston rose. | |
| Her heart was as true as her blue smiling eyes | |
| And as fair as the lily that grows. | |
| And the finest of gold in no way could compare | |
| With the curls of my Galveston rose. | |
| I grew jealous and falsely accused her one day, | |
| Said her love I no longer should know. | |
| I' ve been true please believe me her little heart cried | |
| But I left her my Galveston rose. | |
| Little then did I think that sometimes I' d repay | |
| And would reap every sorrow and care | |
| But as years passed along I grew lonely each day | |
| For the one I had left waiting there. | |
| So I wrote to my darling and said I was wrong, | |
| I' ll return dear if you' ll only wed. | |
| But soon came a letter my flower had died | |
| And these are the words that I read. | |
| Your sweetheart is peacefully sleeping tonight | |
| In a grave where the white violets grow | |
| And enclosed, there' s a curl a last token of love, | |
| And a note from your Galveston Rose. | |
| I was innocent dear though you left me alone, | |
| But remember I loved only you. | |
| And the lock that' s enclosed is a curl from your rose, | |
| Who' ll be waiting in heaven for you |