A long, long time ago 
On graduation day 
You handed me your book I signed this way:
"Roses are red, my love. 
Violets are blue. 
Sugar is sweet, my love. 
But not as sweet as you."
We dated through high school. 
And when the big day came, 
I wrote into your book, next to my name: 
"Roses are red, my love.
Violets are blue. 
Sugar is sweet, my love. 
But not as sweet as you." 
Then I went far away 
And you found someone new 
I read your letter dear 
And I wrote back to you: 
"Roses are red, my love. 
Violets are blue. 
Sugar is sweet, my love. 
But luck may god bless you. 
"Is that your little girl? 
She looks a lot like you. 
Someday some boy will write in her book, too. 
"Roses are red, my love. 
Violets are blue....