I WAS A GOOD LITTLE GIRL TILL I MET YOU
(James W Tate (m) Clifford Harris (l) 1914)




When I was young and innocent
You stole into my heart.
You taught me things I now repent
Whenever we're apart.
You taught me that the world was wide,
A bit too wide for me,
And now I am not satisfied
With just a cup of tea!

I was a good little girl
Till I met you,
You set my head in a whirl,
My poor heart too.
Oh! how you told me the tale,
You always do,
I was a good little girl
Till I met you!

I never stayed out late at night,
Well, never after ten.
To men I was indifferent quite
Until you came, and then
You took me walking in the park,
You talked like Romeo,
And when you kissed me in the dark,
Poor me! I did not know!

I was a good little girl
Till I met you,
You set my head in a whirl,
My poor heart too.
Oh! how you told me the tale,
You always do,
I was a good little girl
Till I met you!

So now you buy me frills and frocks,
And things I dare not tell.
Quite frequently I darn your socks
And other things as well.
I know some things I never knew
In all my single life.
You've taught me quite a thing or two
Since I became your wife!

I was a good little girl
Till I met you,
You set my head in a whirl,
My poor heart too.
Oh! how you told me the tale,
You always do,
I was a good little girl
Till I met you!



(Contributed by Peter Akers - January 2016)