I've a secret in my heart, sweet Marie;
A tale I would impart, love to thee.
Every daisy in the dell
Knows my secret, knows it well;
And yet I dare not tell, sweet Marie.
When I hold your hand in mine, sweet Marie,
A feeling most divine comes to me.
All the world is full of spring,
Full of warblers on the wing,
And I listen while they sing, sweet Marie.
Come to me, sweet Marie, sweet Marie, come to me;
Not because your face is fair,, love, to see,
But your soul, so pure and sweet,
Makes my happiness complete,
Makes me falter at your feet, sweet Marie. repeat chorus)
In the morn when I awake, sweet Marie;
Seems to me my heart would break, love, for thee.
Every wave that shakes the shore
Seems to sing it o'er and o'er;
Seems to say that I adore sweet Marie.
When the sunset tints the west, sweet Marie,
And I sit down to rest, love with thee,
Ev'ry star that studs the sky
Seems to stand and wonder why;
They are dimmer than your eye, sweet Marie.
When your gentle voice I hear, sweet Marie;
And know that thou art near, love to me.
All my heart with gladness beats,
And my soul with joy repeats;
Come to me, come to me, sweet Marie.
Come to me with springtime bright, sweet Matir,
With summer's radient light, come to me.
Come when leaves in Autumn fall.
Come in answer to my call.
Come to me my all in all, sweet Marie.