Rebecca Of Sunnybrook Farm Year 1914 < Click here to listen ! > Lyrics by A> Seymour Brown Music by Albert Gumble Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York & Detroit

First Verse There's a farm upon a hill, down in Maine, And there's a little girlie waits for me, Rebecca is her name. When we wandered down the lane, Just we two, And she was grieving when I was leaving And then I promised to be true. Second Verse I can see her just the same, standing there, And she had on her little gingham gown And ribbons in her hair. My Rebecca looked so sweet, Dressed so plain, I knew I'd miss her, I longed to kiss her, And so I'm going back again. Chorus Where the honey suckle vine(Where the honey suckle vine) twines around the door,(twines itself around the door,) A sweetheart mine,(a sweet heart mine,) Is waiting patiently for me;(for me for me); I can hear the whippoor will(I can hear the whippoor will) Tell me softly from the hill,(Tell me softly from the hill,) Her mem'ry haunts you, Rebecca wants you So come back to Sunny Brook Farm.

There's Just A Little Touch Of Dixie In Your Eyes Year 1920 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Jack Strouse & Thomas F. Swift Music by Rubey Cowan Mack Stark & Rubey Cowan Inc. 234 West 46th Street New York

First Verse I've been waiting oh, how I've been waiting for the day, dear. I've been longing for I knew that you would come my way dear. I have prayed that some day I would open my eyes and see. An angel that the Southland sent to me. Now you're here I cannot believe you are real But when I look in your eyes I know that you are my Ideal. Second Verse I've been scheming oh, how I've been scheming for the time, dear. I've been dreaming of the day that I could make my mine, dear. I have heard of angles and the wonderful things they do. I never met one dear 'till I met you. From the moment that you first came from the South dear. Why I could tell by your wond'rous eyes that you must be sincere. Chorus There's just a little touch of Dixie in your eyes I know you were born underneath those Southern skies. You have that Southern style Oh I love your Southern smile And it's plain to see You have the Southern hospitality Your voice is like a Carolina breeze It sounds just like the birdies in the trees. You are a wonderful prize The thing that makes it seem like Paradise, Is that little touch of Dixie in your eyes.

When My Baby Smiles At Me Year 1920 < Click here to listen ! > Lyrics by Ted Lewis and Andrew B. Sterling Music by Bill Munro   Harry Von Tilzer Music Pub. Co. 222 W. 46th Street New York

First Verse My Baby's eyes are blue As blue as summer skies My baby's hair is golden hued the kind I idolize And when my baby's near I'm happy all the while For there is nothing in this world Just like my baby's smile. Second Verse My Baby's lips are sweet As sweet as sugar cane And when my baby kisses me well I just can't explain It seems the sun comes out Keeps shinning all the while And all the world is filled with love Just like my baby's smile. Chorus For when my baby smiles at me My heart goes roaming to paradise And when my Baby smiles at me There's such a wonderful light in her eyes The kind of light that means just love The kind of love that brings sweet harmony I sigh I cry it's just a glimpse of Heaven When my Baby smiles at me.

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