For whom all men long,
fairest in all lands,
my heart is yours alone.
Eyes like stars of night,
smile like sun's warm rays,
Voice a gentle song,
That soothes my troubled soul.
I am a humble servant,
At your beck and call,
For you have my heart,
I am yours to command.
So sweet lovely Janie,
Do not overlook me,
I am yours entire,
And will love you always.
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