When My Baby Smiles Year 1919 < Click here to listen ! > By Irving Berlin Irving Berlin Inc. Music Publishers 1587 Broadway New York

First Verse I don't care if the weather's fair or if skies are gray, I don't frown when the rain comes down on a rainy day; It may storm and thunder for the longest while Still I'll say it's a lovely day, When I see my baby smile. Second Verse I don't brood when the price of food goes away up high, Didn't mind when I woke to find, that the town went dry; Let the skies be cloudy for the longest while Blue or gray, every things O.K. When I see my baby smile. Chorus When my baby smiles at me Oh what a beautiful day All my troubles go hurrying by Just like bubbles they fly to the sky, And I never ask the weather man Whether it's fair or warmer Rain or shine the weather's fine when my baby smiles.

From Here To Shanghai Year 1917 < Click here to listen ! > By Irving Berlin Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co. Strand Theatre Building Broadway at 47th St. New York City

First Verse I've often wandered down to dreamy Chinatown, The home of Chingaling. It's fine! I must declare, But now I'm going where I can see the real, real thing. Second Verse I'll have them teaching me to speak their language, gee! When I can talk Chinese, I'll come home on the run, Then have a barr'll of fun, Calling people what I please. Chorus I'll soon be there, In a bamboo chair, For I've got my fare, from here to Shanghai. Just picture me, Sipping Oolong, tea, Served by a Chinaman, who speaks away up high. ("Hock-a-my, Hock-a-my".) I'll eat the way they do, with a pair of wooden sticks, And I'll have Ching Ling Foo, Doing all his magic tricks.  I'll get my mail from a pale pigtail, For I mean to sail, From here to Shanghai.

Kitty From Kansas City Year 1921 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Harry Rose Music by Jesse Greer Leo Feist Inc. Feist Building New York City

First Verse I have traveled everywhere in most every state; I've met girlies here and there and I think they're great. But there's one that pleased me and squeezed me and teased me, Down old Missouri way. Chorus One Her name was Kitty, from Kansas City, Sure was a pity she wasn't pretty, Hey, Hey she's not hard to see, She weighs two-forty three, I hope she doesn't get much fatter, But if she does, it doesn't matter; Kitty from Kansas City, Now there's a girl that I adore, She's so dumb, she doesn't know a thing, She thinks that July the Fourth is an English King! I love her, Ilove her, that's easy to see It's Kansas City Kitty for me. Chorus Two Her name was Kitty, from Kansas City, Sure was a pity she wasn't pretty, Hey, Hey I loved her just because, She's not the girl she was, How she can cook, and she can wash, But when she starts to love, Oh, Gosh! It's Kitty from Kansas City, Now there's a girl that I adore, She's so dumb, her brain is in a whirl, Why she thinks that Babe Ruth, is a chorus girl! I love her, I love her, and I'm up a tree, It's Kansas City Kitty for me.

The Girl I Loved Out In The Golden West Year 1903 < Click here to listen ! > Music by Charles Avril Poem by C.H. Scoggins The Tolbert R Ingram Music Co. Denver, Colorado

First Verse Twilight shadows come and go, In the evening's sunset glow, And the birds are singing goodnight in the dell; And I hear the robin trill, In its nest beneath the hill, Singing melodies my sad heart knows so well, While I listen in the glow Of pale moon rising slow, I hear a voice of one I long best; Tho' she left me long before, Yet I see her as of yore, The girl I loved out in the golden west. Second Verse Just like children running wild, For no care our world defiled, And our laughter echoed load among the hills; And we rambled in the dell, Near the spot I loved so well, When I think of her my heart with sadness fills: For one day down by the brook, 'Neath a cool and shady nook, She laid her golden head upon my breast; It was there her first sweet kiss Filled my raptured soul with bliss, The girl I loved out in the golden west. Chorus Once again I feel the spell, But no words of mine can tell, I can see her grave beneath the mountain crest; And I'm keeping green the place, Where tonight I see the face Of the girl I loved out in the golden west.

A Girlie Was Just Made To Love Year 1911 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Joe Goodwin Music by George W. Meyer F. B. Haviland Pub Co. Inc. 125 W. 37th Street New York

First Verse There's reason for all this worlds goodness There's reason for everything bad, There's reason for us to know gladness, And reason sometime to feel sad, The love that we bear has a meaning, That loved ones can understand best, Evry thing in this life, ervy care, every strife, Was meant to be put to the test. Second Verse To every heart bowed down with sadness, To every heart pining each day, Some times there will come bits of gladness, To drive thoughts of sorrow away, The sweetness that comes unexpected Tastes sweeter than ever before, And the troubles we bear, fade away into air, And make life worth living the more. Chorus A child was just made to grow older, Troubles were made to be missed, Arms were just made for caressing, And lips were just made to be kissed, A heart was just made to grow tender, A rain drop to fall from above, Aboy was just made for a girlie, And a girlie was just made to love.

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