Lovely Lady - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
LOVELY LADY. Copyright. 1898, by T. B. Harms & Co. Words by Harry B. Smith. Music by Ludwlg Englaender. 
Lovely lady, charming guest, Fairer never maid could be: And I've just one alight request, "Prithee, do not marry me!" Few might see you and depart From your beauty fancy free; But. I beg you, break my heart. And refuse to marry me. 
Pierette.-'Tis, indeed, a strange request. Honors - Yes, it sounds that way, no doubt. Pierette.-But, 'tis prettily expressed. Honors.-Oh, I know what I'm about. Pieretts-Should I to my father go, Saying you would fain be free. He'd demand at once to know Why I should not marry thee. Tell me, then, some reason, pray. Wherefore I should set thee free; For indeed, the truth to say, I prefer to marry thee. Honors.-T have reasons of the best, dear? Pierette.- Surely I am not to blame. Honors.-Qualities that you detest, dear. Pierette.-wont you catalogue the same? Honors.-I'm a regular Lothario, I'd surely make you jealous. Pierette-Perhaps I could reform you, I would try! Honors.-In gambling, with the dice or cards, I'm always very zealous, Pierette -Perhaps you may learn better by and by! Honors.-I'd snub my wife's relations all, Especially her mother. Pierette -I haven't any mother. So I've got you there I Honors.-And biggest reason of the lot. You see I love another. Pierette.-And who that other is, I think that I am quite aware. I'd surely win your heart If we were married. I'd sing to you, I'd sing the live-long day, Such snugs as this: Honors-What song? Pierette. - Let heavens be bluer Than e'er they were before. And let the birds sing more sweetly far Than in the days of yore, For I have found him, I've found him, my love-Oh, at last, he is mine, be is mine.