Saltbush Bill, J. P.

As Long as your Eyes are Blue

  Wilt thou love me, sweet, when my hair is grey
   And my cheeks shall have lost their hue?
  When the charms of youth shall have passed away,
   Will your love as of old prove true?

  For the looks may change, and the heart may range,
   And the love be no longer fond;
  Wilt thou love with truth in the years of youth
   And away to the years beyond?

  Oh, I love you, sweet, for your locks of brown
   And the blush on your cheek that lies—
  But I love you most for the kindly heart
   That I see in your sweet blue eyes.

  For the eyes are signs of the soul within,
   Of the heart that is leal and true,
  And mine own sweetheart, I shall love you still,
   Just as long as your eyes are blue.

  For the locks may bleach, and the cheeks of peach
   May be reft of their golden hue;
  But mine own sweetheart, I shall love you still,
   Just as long as your eyes are blue.