Once, I remember, years ago,
I sent a tender valentine;
I know it caused a deal of woe.
Once, I remember, years ago,
Her father's boots were large, you know.
I do regret the hasty line,
Once, I remember, years ago
I sent a tender valentine.
I know I never can forget
I sent the tender valentine;
Somehow or other I regret,
But how I never can forget,
But then, I know, I know I met
Her father. Oh, what grief was mine.
I know I never shall forget
I sent a tender valentine.