" Darling Etta Lee"

There is a famine in my heart
Grapling, as it appears to be,
Pulling down the curtain of joy
It is the love for Darling Etta Lee.

The one, And all the one I love
She alone is dearest to me,
That tugs the cords around my heart,
And binds my love, T'is Darling Etta Lee.

No lovers in mansions dwell
Could gain this heart from me
It is all for one dear girl,
And that is my Darling Etta Lee.

My pleasure on earth will be no more,
And no more pleasure will I see,
Until the coming of that day,
When I can marry my Darling Etta Lee.

Composed by
Grandville Murrie
August 9, 1901