Wee, Wee, Marie (Will Yo Do Zis For Me) Year 1918 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Alfred Bryan and Joe McCarthy Music by Fred Fisher McCarthy & Fisher Inc. 148 W. 45th St. New York City

First Verse Poor Johnny's heart went pitty pat, Somewhere in sunny France He met a girl by chance with ze naughty naughty glance, She looked just like a kitty kitty cat, She loved to dance and play, Tho' he learned no French when he left the trench, He knew well enough to say: Second Verse They walked along the boule boulevard, He whispered "You for me, Some day in gay Paree I will make you marry me", Just then a bunch of bully bully boys, Threw kisses on the sly, Marie got wise when they rolled their eyes, They sang as they passed her by. Chorus Wee Wee Marie, will you do zis for me Wee Wee Marie, then I'll do zat for you, I love your eyes they make me feel so spoony, You'll drive me loony, you're teasing me, Why can't we parleyvous like other sweethearts do, I want a kiss or two from Ma Cherie, Wee Wee Marie, if you'll do zis for me Then I'll do zat for you, Wee Wee Marie.

Under The Mellow Arabian Moon Year 1915 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Caspar Nathan Music by J. Walter Leopold F. J. Forster Music Publisher 529 South Wabash Ave. Chicago, Ill.

First Verse My heart's in Arabia tonight, WHere stars shine bright on desert sand, Where the moon sends blessings with its light, From far above, oh, land, of love: Second Verse When the oriole high in the trees, Goes to its nest in search of rest, Then my fancy journey o'er the seas, Thro' desert sand to Arab land: Chorus Under the mellow Arabian moon, With an Arabian maid in the desert shade, Humming a sweet Arabian tune, Turkish melodies floating on the breeze, Holding someone by the hand In that far off desert land, Let me tell you that's the way to spoon; Just get an Arab sweetheart, Under the the mellow Arabian moon, Tell her pretty things, do your wanderings, Where cold December seems like June; You will be content in the Orient, You'll find lots of pleasure there, love and music in the air, Under the mellow Arabian moon.

Don't Forget Old Dixie Land Year 1912 < Click here to listen ! > Words by E.S. Huntington Music by Leslie Taylor Leo Fiest Inc. 134 W. 37th St. New York City

First Verse Going away, boy, going today, boy, You must go up North you say; You know 'twill grieve us, boy, when you leave us, Things are too dull, you can't stay; Look in my eyes, boy, You think it wise, boy, To leave your Southern home; We say to you, boy, be brave and true, boy, No matter where you may roam. Second Verse Mother, a letter, saying he's better, He's coming back home today; He could not stay there, so far away there, He's coming back now to stay; There is the train now, He's here again now, See him he waves his hand; We've got him back, dear, He's still our Jack, dear, Welcome to old Dixie land. Chorus Don't forget old Dixie land, let you heart be true; Southern son of Southern birth, she'll always welcome you; Though near or far, where'er you are, for Dixie take your stand, Forget all else, my boy, but don't forget old Dixie land!

Sweet Little Buttercup Year 1917 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Alfred Bryan Music by Herman Paley Jerome H. Remick & Co. Detroit & New York

First Verse Will you miss me little Buttercup Said a rustic lad one day I must go away And I must obey Come and kiss me lift your two lips up There now dearie don't you cry Hear the bugles calling It is time to say "Good Bye" Second Verse Stop your crying little Buttercup Sang a little bird one night Stars are shining bright On his mantle white Don't be sighing lift your spirit up Soon he will be on his way Hear the breezes sighing Don't you hear them softly say Chorus Sweet little Butter cup Shy little Buttercup Dry your eyes of blue I'll come back to you When the war is through Safe in your sylvan dell Far from the shot and shell Let your lovelight shine Angels guide you watch beside you Sweet little Buttercup mine Chorus 2 Sweet little Butter cup Shy little Buttercup Dry your eyes of blue I'll come back to you When the war is through Safe in your sylvan dell Far from the shot and shell Let your lovelight shine Stars above you watch and love you Sweet little Buttercup mine

The Garden Of Allah By Moonlight - Fantasie For Piano Year 1915 < Click here to listen ! > By Florence Blackwell McKinley Music Co. Chicago, New York

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