My Brother’s Bride

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I walk in the garden where often we met
Think of the one I’ve lost but love yet
The church organ plays for your wedding I learned
My heart is broken the day I returned

Why let me believe that I was the one
Far away I dreamed of you and home
I cherished your letters and pictures inside
Memories sacred helped keep me alive

I face the place where we shared our embrace
How often you promised to be my sweet wife
Emotion chokes me so to see you pass by
And sorrow yes sorrow will mar me for life

When friends gather round them I brush tears aside
I’ll try my best my feelings to hide
How lovely she looks as on by me they ride
My false sweetheart is my brothers bride