Her Lover's Step by James McIntyre — Read

Step, step, step, 'tis her lover's walk, / She knows his step as well's his talk;

He is the favorite of her choice, / So his step's familiar as his voice.

Step, step, step, she now is wed, / And it is now her husband's tread;

His homeward step it cheers her life, / For she is a kind faithful wife.

But he the husband and yet lover, / His steps at last do cease forever;

And she doth soon hear the tread / Of men who do bear out the dead.

Her heart it now doth throb with pain, / Though she knows sorrow is but vain;

For him she never can recall, / And no more hear his footsteps fall.

But still she hopes he yet will come / And visit her in their old home;

But time approaches, she must die, / Her husband's footsteps she hears nigh.

Step, step, step, we ne'er shall part, / I hear the echo in my heart;

Now happiness dispels the gloom, / Radiant with joy my face doth bloom.

Pain and suffering all are past, / She joyous cried he's come at last;

And soon she breathes out her last breath, / He guides her through the vale of death.