1899© Music by Charles N. Daniels, Jay Blackton
            Lyrics by Albert H. Brown and Seymour Rice

The song was composed in 1898.

Charles N. Daniels  * Apr 12, 1878 Leavenworth KS
                                    †  Jan 23, 1943 Los Angelos Ca
Jay Blackton
Albert H. Brown
Seymour Rice

Lyrics:

I had a dream, dear
You had one, too
Mine was the best dream
Because it was of you

Come, sweetheart, tell me
Now is the time
You tell me your dream
And I'll tell you mine

MONOLOGUE:  
Darlin' I had a dream, dear.  Ya know, I think you had one, too.  But I 
KNOW mine was the BEST dream, ya know why?  Ha!  'cause it was of you.  Come 'ere, baby.Why don't you tell me your dream?  Darlin', 'cause right now  is the time.  All you gotta do is tell me YOUR dream   know what I'll do?  Baby, I'll tell you mine.

I had a dream, dear
You had one, too
Mine was the best dream
Because it was of you

Come, sweetheart, tell me
Now is the time
You tell me your dream
And I'll   tell   you   mine

As Sung by Miss Etta Butler

"You Tell Me Your Dream, I'll Tell You Mine" (1899)

Words by Seymour Rice and Albert H. Brown

Music by Charles N. Daniels

1.

Two little children one morning,

after their breakfast was o'er,

Were laughing and playing together,

alone of the dining room floor;

The girl of a dream had been talking,

but refused with a toss of her head

To tell it all to her playmate,

until he coaxingly said.

CHORUS

You had a dream, well I had one too,

I know mine's best 'cause it was of you--

Come sweetheart tell me,

now is the time--

You tell me your dream,

I'll tell you mine.

2.

Tom said, "I dreamed you had promised,

that someday we should be wed."

"Why that's just exactly like my dream,"

Mary then blushingly said;

Time they say brings many changes,

but their love no change ever knew

And so they were happily married,

The dream of their childhood came true.

(CHORUS)

3.

Sadness has entered the household,

where happiness once reigned supreme--

The sunshine of life now has vanished,

grief had dispelled their bright dream;

For Mary his kind loving helpmate,

had yesterday passed away

And in sorrow Tom thinks of the morning,

When in childhood to her he did say.

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