Along Came Ruth

Along Came Ruth - Arthur Fields/The Peerless Quartet

I had girls by the score

Yes a hundred or more

Each one as nice as could be

It was hard to decide

Which I'd want for my bride

They all looked lovely to me

While I was trying to choose one

I met a wonderful girl

She came tripping along

Like a beautiful song

Setting my brain in a whirl

I was growing very fond of Molly

When along came Ruth along came Ruth

I thought an awful lot of Dolly

When Ruth came along

My head began to Merry-go-round

I almost married Polly

I was making love to May

When along came Ruth

And to tell the truth

She stole my heart away

There's a right little girl

With the right little curl

For every right little boy

When she comes you'll forget

All the others you've met

Sorrow will turn into joy

She doesn't have to be pretty

He doesn't have to be wise

When he comes you will find

Though they say love is blind

She'll make you open your eyes

I was growing very fond of Molly

When along came Ruth along came Ruth

I thought an awful lot of Dolly

When Ruth came along

My head began to Merry-go-round

I almost married Polly

I was making love to May

When along came Ruth

And to tell the truth

She stole my heart away