Sweet Adeline - The Mills Brothers

In the evening when I sit alone a-dreaming

Of days gone by, love, to me so dear,

There’s a picture that in fancy oft' appearing,

Brings back the time, love, when you were near.

It is then I wonder where you are, my darling,

And if your heart to me is still the same.

For the sighing wind and nightingale a-singing

Are breathing only your own sweet name.

Sweet Adeline, (My Adeline,)

My Adeline, (My Adeline,)

At night, dear heart, (At night, dear heart,)

For you I pine.

(For you I pine.)

In all my dreams, (In all my dreams,)

Your fair face beams.

(Your fair face beams.)

You’re the flower of my heart,

Sweet Adeline.

(My Adeline.)