Nita Juanita 
ask Thy soul if we should part 
Nita Juanita 
lean Thou on my heart
Soft o'er the fountain 
ling'ring falls the southern moon
Far o'er the mountain 
breaks the day too soon
In Thy dark eyes' splendor 
where the warm light loves to dwell
Weary looks yet tender 
speak Thy fond farewell
Nita Juanita 
let me linger by your side 
Nita Juanita 
be my own fair bride
Nita Juanita 
ask Thy soul if we should part 
Nita Juanita 
lean Thou on my heart