PUT ME IN YOUR POCKET
Recorded by Wilf Carter (aka Montana Slim)
A lover sat one evening beneath the pale moonlight
Tomorrow he must go away, great battles for to fight
He told her that he loved her, that he'd return someday
And take her for his darling wife, then he heard her say.
"PUT ME IN YOUR POCKET, So I'll be close to you
No more will I be lonesome, and no more will I be blue
And when we have to part, dear, there'll be no sad adieu's
For I'll be in your pocket, and I'll go along with you."
That evening soon was ended, her lover went away
And when at last he did return, for the happy wedding day
His sweetheart, she was absent, to Heaven she had gone
But she left to him her photograph, on which she wrote this song.