A 1917 popular song. Words by Al Dubin. Music by Ernest R. Ball.
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Refrain
The roses all envy the bloom on your cheek,
And the sun even envies your smile;
The birds in the wildwood are stilled when you speak,
Their songs don’t seem half worth the while.
The light in your eyes makes the bright stars grow pale,
They’re jealous as jealous can be;
But when one word or sign
Tells them all you are mine,
All the world will be jealous of me
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