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Take thou this rose, this little tender rose, The rarest flow'r in all God's garden fair, And let it be while yet its crimson glows An emblem of love—I proudly, proudly bear.

Take thou this heart—the heart that loves thee well— And let it flame before thy shrine, my own, Take thou my heart, for Oh, your dear eyes tell God fashioned it for you, for you alone.

God send you back to me, Over the mighty sea Dearest, I want you near. God dwells above you Knows how I love you, He will bring you back to me.

Laddie in Khaki, I'm waiting for you! I want you to know that my heart beats true I'm longing and praying, And living for you, So come back little Laddie in Khaki!

My heart is calling you, Calling with love so true, My dreams the whole night through, Are all of you, My arms are waiting, dear, Waiting to press you near, Near to the heart that is calling for love and you.

The hours I spent with thee, dear heart, Are as a string of pearls to me, I count them over, ev'ry one apart, My rosary, my rosary.

Each hour a pearl, each pearl a pray'r To still a heart in absence wrung, I tell each bead unto the end, And there a cross is hung.