My dearest, most darling Maybelle
Oh won't you tell me if you'll be able
To fly away with me this night
Under the moon's dear blissful light?
Be mine, Maybelle Daphne Underwood
Why even your name doth stir my blood!
Swear forever to be true to me, please
Become Maybelle Daphne Rees!
I know your father looks upon my suit
As if I were naught but a small beetroot
But I have plenty of money saved
And you hold my heart enslaved!
Oh Maybelle, there will never be another
Do not, I beg you, listen to your mother!
What does she know of youth and love?
She punches my soul with her iron glove.
Your brother Tom, ignore him too
What can he have to say to you,
That is stronger than the love I bear?
If I sat down, 'twould break the chair.
Your sister Rita's wicked lies
Are like an arrow, piercing me inside.
I never said I'd marry Ruth
For tis you I love, that's the truth.
Oh Maybelle come away with me
We'll fly far, and live free
Free as the birds that swoop on the wing
And every day my heart will sing!