A beautiful ballad for the parlor, the concert, or the minstrel, 1893.
words and music by Harry Kennedy
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by Benjamin R. Tubb:
Lyrics
- Say “au revoir,” but not “good-bye”
For parting brings a bitter sigh
The past is gone, though mem’ry gives
One clinging thought the future lives
Our duty first, love must not lead
What might have been, had fate decreed
‘Twere better far had we not met
I loved you then, I love you yet
Chorus
Say “au revoir,” but not “good-bye”
Though past is dead, love cannot die
‘Twere better far had we not met
I loved you then, I love you yet
- The waters glide, the oars lie still
A rippling laugh, a word at will
Where angels fear, fools dare to tread
Shall live for years, though past is dead
This one good-bye must be our last
The word is spoke, the die is cast
But still my heart throbs wild with pain
And though we ne’er shall meet again
Sung here by Fred Feild: