Down in old southern Texas I wandered one day   Where the tropical sea breezes blow   I there fell in love with a flower so rare   And they called her the Galveston rose      Her heart was as true as her blue smiling eyes   And as fair as the lily that grows   And the finest of gold in no way could compare   With the curls of my Galveston rose      I grew jealous and falsely accused her one day   Said her love I no longer should know   I?ve been true please believe me her little heart cried   But I left her my Galveston rose      Little then did I think that sometimes I?d repay   And would reap every sorrow and care   But as years passed along I grew lonely each day   For the one I had left waiting there      So I wrote to my darling and said I was wrong   I?ll return dear if you?ll only wed   But soon came a letter my flower had died   And these are the words that I read      Your sweetheart is peacefully sleeping tonight   In a grave where the white violets grow   And enclosed, there?s a curl a last token of love   And a note from your Galveston rose      I was innocent dear though you left me alone   But remember I loved only you   And the lock that?s enclosed is a curl from your rose   Who?ll be waiting in heaven for you