Oh Genevieve

 I first came across this song when I was about 12 years old. I don't remember which book it was in but one of the characters sang the first verse in the book...and I fell in love with the song.

I went to the library and looked it up and memorized all the verses and I still remember it.

I love the idea behind it. That once you love someone...or they love you...you don't forget. Ever.

Oh Genevieve, I'd give the world
To live again the lovely past!
The rose of youth was dew-impearled
But now it withers in the blast.

I see thy face in ev'ry dream,
My waking tho'ts are full of thee
Thy glance is in the starry beam
That falls along the summer sea.

cho: Oh Genevieve, sweet Genevieve,
The days may come, the days may go
But still the hands of mem'ry weave
The blissful dreams of long ago

0h, Genevieve, my only love,
The years have made thee dearer, far.
My heart shall never, never roam;
Thou art my own true guiding star.
To me the past has no regrets
What e’er the years may bring to me.
I bless the hour when first we met;
The hour that brought me love and thee.

Oh, Genevieve, sweet Genevieve,
The days may come, the days may go.
But still the hands of memory weave
The blissful dreams of long ago.

Loves Old Sweet Song

Once in the dear dead days beyond recall .
When on the world the mists began to fall
Out of the dreams that rose in happy throng
Low to our hearts love sung an old sweet song .
And in the dusk where fell the firelight gleam
Softly it wove itself into our dream

Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low
And the flick’ring shadows softly come and go
Though the heart be weary sad the day and long ,
Still to us at twilight comes love’s old song
Comes love’s own sweet song

Even today we hear love’s song of yore .
Deep in our hearts it dwells for evermore
Footsteps may falter, weary grow the way
Still we can hear it at the close of day
So till the end, when life’s dim shadows fall
Love will be found the sweetest song of all

Just a song at twilight, when the lights are low
And the flick’ring shadows softly come and go
Though the heart be weary sad the day and long ,
Still to us at twilight comes love’s old song
Comes love’s old sweet song

J. Clifton Bingham

This is a lovely old love song. One of my all time favorite songs. It is true too. If you let it...loves old song will come for a visit at the close of day.

One recording of this song can be found on: