I'll be your sweetheart if you will be mine All my life I'll be your Valentine Bluebells I'll gather, keep them and be true When I'm a man my plan, will be to marry you One day I saw two lovers in a gar-arden A little boy and girl with golden hair At first I thought of asking for their pardon But second thoughts I watched the youthful pair The boy all blushing gave the maid a kiss And tenderly he whispered this I'll be your sweetheart if you will be mine All my life I'll be your Valentine Bluebells I'll gather, keep them and be true When I'm a man, my plan will be to marry you I'll be your sweetheart if you will be mine All my life I'll be your Valentine Bluebells I've gathered, keep them and be true When I'm a man, my plan will be to marry you