A popular song from 1928 Words by Lewis and Young Music by Harry Akst
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Lyrics
Refrain:
I see a violet we picked when first we met
In my bouquet of memories
I see among the lot my sweet forget-me-not
In my bouquet of memories
I kiss each blossom rare when night appears
I keep them fresh and fair with lonely tears
I ask my heart each morn
Why must there be a thorn
In my bouquet of memories
Performance
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