From the musical “The Red Mill”, 1906
Words by Henry Blossom
Music by Victor Herbert
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Love is a queer little elfin sprite
Blest with the deadliest aim
Shooting his arrows to left and right
Bagging the rarest game
Filling our hearts with a glad surprise
Almost too good to be true
And still can you tell me why do you love me?
Only because you are you, dear
Refrain
Not that I am fair, dear
Not that I am true
Not my golden hair, dear
Not my eyes of blue
When we ask the reason
Words are all too few
So I know I love you dear
Because you’re you