I'm Wearing My Heart Away For You Year 1902 < Click here to listen ! > By Charles K. Harris Charles K. Harris New York and Chicago

First Verse I wonder where you are tonight, my love, As all alone I sit and dream. I wonder if your heart's with me tonight, And if the same stars for you gleam. I sometimes fear there is another love, Some fairer face has won your heart; But Ah, I hope the day will never come, The day that we two must live apart. Second Verse The bees are droning in the wild wood, love, The flowers their tiny heads bow low. The birds are singing soft and plaintively, They miss your dear kind face I know. From o'er the meadow comes a faint perfume, It whispers gently, "Love you're true;" But Oh, my darling, if you only knew, I'm wearing my heart away for you. Chorus I'm wearing my heart away for you, It cries aloud, "My love be true," I dream of you by night, I long for you by day, I'm wearing my heart away for you.

Huckleberry Finn Year 1917 < Click here to listen ! > By Sam. M. Lewis, Joe Young and Cliff Hess Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co. Strand Theatre Bldg. Broadway at 47th St. New York

First Verse There was a rascal, in the town where I came from; The people thought that he was dumb, Because he couldn't do a sum. That's why they nicknamed him, "Huckleberry Finn;" But he believed in fun, laughed at every one; How I wish I were him. Second Verse They tried to teach him how to do arithmetic; But he just whittled on a stick, And said the figures made him sick. "Add- in' and countin', don't mean a thing to me; When I begin to earn, Then I'll start to learn, How to count it," said he. Chorus Huckleberry Finn, If I were Huckleberry Finn; I'd do the things he did, I'd be a kid again. You'd always find me out fishin', beside a shady pool; Wishin', there never was a school; If I were only, Huckleberry Finn, In every mischief I'd be in; And on my freckled face you'd always find a grin. I wouldn't put my shoes or stockings on for any man; And all I'd ever wear would be a coat of tan; If I were Huckleberry Finn.

You're A Great Big Blue Eyed Baby Year 1913 < Click here to listen ! > Words and Music by: A. Seymour Brown Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York and Detroit

First Verse Oh, honey, since I first met you, I know why I have been so blue; And I know that love is true, You can plainly see such a change in me. My arms are aching to enfold you, Close to my heart I want to hold you, But there's something that I haven't told you, I just can't help loving you! Second Verse I only sleep to dream of you And all the little things you do; Every day brings something new And you've grown to be all the world to me. You'd never know how it would grieve me If you should ever go and leave me; Hold me close and say that you believe me, Each breath of life, dear, is you! Chorus For you're a great, big, blue eyed baby! You're the sweetest thing I know! And, dearie, oh, oh, oh, oh, I just like to bet che, If you linger long, I'll get che! You're a great, big, blue, eyed baby! I want to pet you like a child of three, But there is one thing want understood, When you're around me, I just can't be good! I want to hug and kiss you like your mama would Her great, big, blue eyed baby.

Night-Time In Little Italy Year 1917 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Joe McCarthy Music by Fred Fisher McCarthy & Fisher Music Pub Inc. 148 W. 45th St. New York City

First Verse When the day has gone to sleep lights begin to shine To a latin haunt I creep a place that I called mine There's laughter and joy and the music is grand In my Bohemia Land. Second Verse When the Cello sweetly hums Some sweet melody Through each little strain there comes a voice of Italy Eat, drink and be merry you'll hear each one say, Life's worth a living that way. Chorus Night time down town in little Italy, (Chillie Billie, Bee) Down 'round my old Mulberry You'll hear the mandolins play For Mariutcha, (Hutch-a-cootcha, Cootcha) When she rolls those big black eyes at me I want to be in Napoli where dark win will make you happy as can be, (Baby on your knee) You're one of the family When they sing, chillibillibi, you leave your home and mother everybody eat and drink and love each other, When its night time down in Little Italy.

When I Marry You Year 1908 < Click here to listen ! > Music by Albert Gumble Words by Alfred Bryan Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York and Detroit

First Verse Two sweet-hearts strolling 'mid roses in June, Two little sweet hearts just learning to spoon, She rolls her eyes, he softly sighs. "I will marry you, only you. When we are married we'll live love and dream, Life wi'l be sunshine and peaches and cream," But she murmurs: "Joe dear, I first want to know, dear, So tell me true." Second Verse Man in the moon seemed to look down and smile, Boy drooped his head and was silent a while, He stole a kiss, then whispered this I'll be always near, never fear. It is so easy to be true to you, Maidens like you in this world are so few, But what worries you, dear, will worry me too, dear, So tell me true." Chorus "Will you love me all the time, Summer time, winter time, Will you love me rain or shine, as I love you Will you kiss me every ay, Will you miss me when away, Will you stay at home and play, when I marry you."

The Rose Of No Mans Land Year 1918 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Jack Caddigan Music by James A. Brennan Leo Feist Inc. New York

First Verse I've seen some beautiful flowers, Grow in life's garden fair, I've spent some wonderful hours Lost in their fragrance rare, But I have found another Wondrous beyond compare. Second Verse Out of the heavenly splendor, Down to the trail of woe, God in his mercy has sent her Cheering the world below We call her Rose of Heaven We've learn'd to love her so. Chorus There's a Rose that grows on "No man's land," And its wonderful to see Tho' its spray'd with tears, It will live for years, In my garden of memory. It's the one red rose the soldier knows It's the work of the Master hand 'Mid war's great curse, Stands the Red cross Nurse She's the Rose of No Man's land.

I've Got The Nicest Little Home In D-I-X-I-E Year 1917 < Click here to listen ! > By Walter Donaldson M. Witmark & Sons New York

First Verse Talk bout cryin' , talk 'bout sighin' That's bout all I do; I'm always feeling blue; Seems to me there's nothing new, Talk 'bout grievin' talk 'bout grievin' That's my middle name, Why, I must be insane Or I'd be right on a train I've got the Second Verse In an hour, in an hour, I'll be on my way, I've just got time to say, "Best of luck, so long, good day," Can't get over, can't get over How you've treated me When I get back you'll see, I'll tell my whole darn family. Refrain nicest little home in Dixie, DIXIE Any other place is Nixie, N-I- X-I-E. The sun just loves to shine On that Southern home of mine, And everybodygreets a body Comin' down the line, would you believe it I can almost smell the honey From the honey suckle vine, It's sweeter than the honey from the bee, double E - B - 4 -L - O - N -G  I'll  B   T - H - E - R - E. O - G - U -C - I - L - O -V - E    D -I - X - I - E! Patter D is for the dumplings that my mammy goin' to make I is for the icing that she'll put on the cake, X is for the kisses at the bottom of her note, The other I, I don't know why, It always gets my goat. E is for a pair of eyes, I mean my little pet; L is for the loving that I'm pretty sure to get A is for the answer that she gave to me N is for the neighbors and a jubilee, D is for the day I'll put a ring upon her hand, Every letter has a meaning When you're spelling Dixieland. I've got the

See Dixie First Year 1916 < Click here to listen ! > Music by George L. Cobb Words by Jack Mahoney Walter Jacobs Massachusetts

First Verse So you are going on a trip today; Far away You will stray. You're going all around the world I know; Let me advise you, then pack up and go. I've seen the countries far over the sea, So just take this tip from me. Second Verse They'll show you hospitality down there; Everywhere They are square. And Heaven can't be far away, that's true, For all the girls are like angels to you. Bright Dixie moonlight makes everything grand, There's no place like Dixieland. Chorus See Dixie first, just see Dixie first, That sunny Dixieland Where the Swanee is flowing, and cotton is growing; Just see it and you'll understand. Old Black Joe treats you like a brother, Mammy Snow cooks just like your mother. Dixie folks will meet you, they'll be glad to greet you, See old Dixie first.

She's Dixie All The Time Year 1916 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Alfred Bryan Music by Harry Tierney Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York and Detroit

First Verse Wedding bells are ringing gay "Way down Alabama way For a new married couple leaving Dixie, they say; Then a grey hair'd mammy smil'd As she said, "God bless you child." That girl's grieving 'cause she's leaving. She can't stay away. Second Verse What's the matter tell me, Joe. Don't you like the ice and snow," Said the clerk at the Astor as they pack'd up to go; Then the gay young bridegroom sigh'd As he pointed to the bride, "She's the reason, not the season. She can't be denied. Chorus She was born in old Kentucky, She was raised in Tennessee. Went to school in Alabama Where she learn'd her A. B. C. Then she mov'd down to Georgia when she was sixteen, Spent vacation with her relation 'Bout a year or two in New Orleans. She's been in every state in Dixie 'cept the state of marriage bliss, She takes a dip each morning in the Brandy wine, Hangs her clothes upon the Mason Dixon Line. She was born and rais'd in Dixie, And she's Dixie all the time.

Swanee Blues Year 1920 < Click here to listen ! > Music by J. Milton Delcamp Words by Frank Goodman Al. Piantadosi Piantadosi Building 234 W. 46th St. New York City

First Verse I've seen the Swanee River flow along, I've heard a Swanee bird sing out it's song, To you that may be just a melody, But its beautiful music to me The Swanee Moon that's shining up above, Just seems to bless my Swanee home with love, My Swanee friends were always true, The name of Swanee makes me blue. Second Verse I've been away so very long it seems, But I'm in Swanee every night in dreams, Why must I be wandering all around, Down in Swanee there's happiness found; I've longed to breathe that Swanee atmosphere, Where smiling faces filled my heart with cheer, More fragrant is the Swanee Rose Than any other flow'r that grows. Chorus I always seem to get the Swanee Blues, When my Mammy sends me Southern news, My heart beats so fast I find, Dixie scenes are on my mind, I can't stay longer, something stronger, Calls me to that Swanee shore, there's a "Bay of Sunshine" whom I long to see, She has made the Swanee, Paradise to me, So there is no more time to lost And I'll shake my wand'ring shoes for I am going back to cure my Swanee Blues.

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