Quotes from HARRY BRAISTED

If you want to win her hand, Let the maiden understand That she's not the only pebble on the beach.

I just whispered mother dear where is Mary she's not here All the world seemed dark and sadness came to me She just pointed to the spot in that little church yard lot Where my sweetheart sleeps in sunny Tennessee

She was bred in old Kentucky, Where the meadow grass is blue, There's the sunshine of the country, In her face and manner too; She was bred in old Kentucky, Take her boy, you're mighty lucky, When you marry a girl like Sue.