There comes to me
An old melody
You played one sweet summer's day.
Music divine
Old sweetheart of mine
Tho' now 'tis not you that is playing:
That oldtime organ melody,
That spread its magic spell on me,
Lingers on like Love's old Song
A fond and tender memory.
Old Pal I know where e'er you be.
Always you think well o' me.
Thro' smiles and tears to my heart endears.
That oldtime organ melody.
Daydreams came true
When first I met you
Like flow'rs that bloom in the Spring
Only to fade
Till now in the shade
Of night when I hear myself singing:
That oldtime organ melody,
That spread its magic spell on me,
Lingers on like Love's old Song
A fond and tender memory.
Old Pal I know where e'er you be.
Always you think well o' me.
Thro' smiles and tears to my heart endears.
That oldtime organ melody.