Nita Juanita
ask thy soul
if we should part
Nita Juanita
lean thou on my heart
Soft o'er the fountain
lingering fall
the southern moon
far o'er the mountain
breaks the day too soon
In thy dark eyes
splendour
where the warm light
loves to dwell
Weary looks yet tender
speak thy fond farewell
Nita Juanita
let me linger
by your side
Nita Juanita
be my own fair bride
Oh Nita Juanita
ask thy soul
if we should part
Nita Juanita
lean thou on my heart