The melodies of every clime

Ring out so true and sweet,

They make the world akin in song,

Bring joy with every beat.

They breathe the incense of the morn,

The fragrance of the night,

They weave the mystery of love,

In garlands of delight.

Oh! sweet uplifting melodies,

That soothe the human soul;

The young and old, the rich, the poor,

Are one ’neath their control.

The melodies of younger days,

The sweetest ever sung,

The melodies of memories

That make the ages young.

Oh! crowd us, blessed melodies,

Come to us one by one;

Bring back the tender thoughts of life,

When it had scarce begun.

And in one long, delicious dream

We live the past again,

In melodies of memories,

In happiness and pain.