Lyrics:
A mother kissed her baby,
Rocking it to sleep,
And gently clasped within her arms,
It nestled it in her breast,
The old fair story,
Set round with glory,
Wherever life is found,
Wherever life is found,
For oh! Tis love, tis love they say,
That makes the world go round.
A fair faced boy and maiden,
Passed through the yellow wheat,
And their hands were clasped together,
And the flowers grew at their feet.
The old fair story,
Set round with glory,
Wherever life is found,
Wherever life is found,
For oh! Tis love, tis love they say,
That makes the world go round.
An old man and his wrinkled wife,
Amid the fair spring weather,
"We've shared our sorrows and our joys,
God grant we die together."
The old fair story,
Set round with glory,
Wherever life is found,
Wherever life is found,
For oh! Tis love, tis love they say,
That makes the world go round.
