My golden hopes to dust and ashes.
But with a loving little glance,
She whispered when I 'd called her carriage,
"Pauline and Claude would never do;
THEY separated after marriage."
My golden hopes to dust and ashes.
But with a loving little glance,
She whispered when I 'd called her carriage,
"Pauline and Claude would never do;
THEY separated after marriage."