Ten Little Fingers And Ten Little Toes Year 1921 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Harry Pease and Johnny White Music by Ira Schuster and Ed. G. Nelson Leo Feist Inc. Feist Building New York

First Verse I met a pal from Tennessee, and with a smile he greeted me, for he was feeling happy, mighty snappy, jumping up and down with glee; he got good news from home today, and that's the reason he felt gay, I thought it was simply great, just had to congratulate, when I heard him say: Second Verse He said "I'm leaving town today, I hope and pray there's no delay, I'm going to get my ticket, double quick it, not a thing could make me stay; I long to see my little prize, and look in those baby eyes, just try to imagine me, back home in Tennessee, oh, what paradise: Chorus "I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes, down in Tennessee, waiting there for me, I never had a baby call me "Da-da", how proud I know I'll be, when I hear it calling me, Oh gee! I'll kiss every finger, I'll kiss every toe, at home sweet home I'll linger for they'll need me there I know; although it only weighs ten pounds and just one day old, I wouldn't give it up for all the world and it's gold, for I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes, waiting down in Tennessee for me. Chorus 2 "I've got ten little fingers, and ten little toes, down in Tennessee, waiting there for me, Oh, how I'll hold it, in my arms enfold it, when night time shadows creep, I will lull it fast asleep, and then I'll count every finger, I'll count every toe, close to his side I'll linger for he'll want me there I know, if he looks like his mother what a child he must be, but if he looks like me then he's got my sympathy, for I've got ten little fingers and ten little toes, waiting down in Tennessee for me.

The Time Will Come Year 1920 < Click here to listen ! > Words by M.J. Gunsky Music by Lester E. Stevens Leo Fiest Inc. Feist Building New York, NY.

First Verse You've grown weary of me dearie and you're going away; but you'll soon find you'll change your mind, and want me back some day. Second Verse Every day dear you're away dear you'll be thinking of me; you'll be sighing, may be crying, dear you just wait and see. Chorus The time will come, you'll be feeling kind of blue, the time will come when you'll want me close to you; you'll miss my kiss, when the weary day is through, I know you'll miss, all the love I gave you, you won't forget, you'll be writing in everyday, how you regret, that you ever went away; you'll want me only, you'll want me, honey mine, I know the time will come

Red Moon Year 1922 < Click here to listen ! > Words by John Traver Music by Henri de Martini Max Kortlander Shapiro, Bernstein & Co. Inc. Broadway & 47th Street New York

Lyrics Just another waltz beneath the red moon just another kiss before we part let me tell my love beneath the red moon dancing with you sweetheart hold me in your arms, for day is dawning starlight will leave us soon just another waltz before the morning under the red moon while the violins are playing we'll be swaying to and fro and it seems your eyes are saying that you love me, love me so while the music of the cello sings its haunting melody you can watch the red moon mellow and leave the rest to me. Just another waltz beneath the red moon just another kiss before we part let me tell my love beneath the red moon dancing with you, sweetheart hold me in your arms for day is dawning starlight will leave us soon just another waltz before the morning under the red red moon. Under the red red moon.

Peggy Year 1919 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Harry Williams Music by Neil Moret Leo Feist Inc. Feist Building New York, NY.

First Verse Nature's queen in nature's scene is you just you, Oh, pretty Peggy, you know it's true; weeping willows sigh and peeping birdies cry, sigh for, cry for you, and so do I. Second Verse Roses fair perfume the air for you just you, Oh Pretty Peggy, you know they do; violets are blue, they're wild about you, too. So I'll show I'll be as true to you. Chorus Peggy come out and meet me dear, for you know in the spring it's ringtime weather, Peggy come out and greet me, dear, we'll roam the plains and country lanes together, (Sweet girlie) We'll play along the moonlit way, and as we swing along we'll sing a song or two; Peggy, you've knocked my heart a twister, little sister. I love you.

Emaline Year 1921 < Click here to listen ! > Words by George A. Little Music by Jimmie McHugh George A. Friedman, Inc. 165 W. 47th ST. New York, NY.

First Verse Emaline don't you pine dearie, summertime, you know is near, don't feel blue, smile and be cheery, when roses bloom I'll return little girl to you. Second Verse Emaline when your mine dearie, you will be sunshine to me, then the days will not be dreary, 'cause when you smile it will make everything worth while. Chorus Emaline, Emaline, the silvery moon on a June night will shine, into a garden fair I'll be there, to claim one of the flowers mine, when the nightbirds softly coo of their love, my love star may be hiding above, I won't mind; 'cause I'll find, the light of love in your eyes Emaline.

My Little Dream Girl Year 1915 < Click here to listen ! > Words by L. Wolfe Gilbert Music by Anatol Friedland Joseph W. Stern & Co. 102-104 W. 38th St. New York, NY.

First Verse The nighttime, the nighttime is calling me, it's dreamtime, sweet dreamtime, for you and me. I'm longing, I'm longing to close my eyes, for there a sweet vision lies. Second Verse While shadows are creeping through the darkest night, In dreamland, sweet dreamland, there's your love light. It's beaming, it's gleaming and all for me, your vision I long to see. Chorus My little dream girl, you pretty dream girl, sometimes I seem, girl, to own your heart. Each night you haunt me, by day you taunt me, I want you, I want you, I need you so. Don't let me waken, learn I'm mistaken, find my faith shaken, in you sweetheart. I'd sigh for, I'd cry for, sweet dreams forever, my little dream girl goodnight.

It's Never Too Late To Be Sorry Year 1918 < Click here to listen ! > Words by James E. Dempsey Music by Joseph A. Burke A. J. Stasny Music Co. 56 West 45th St. New York, NY.

First Verse I watched a sweet rose droop and die, for want of rain and wondered why, the rain drops, when at last, they came, could not restore its bloom again, you're like the rose, I'm like the rain, you wanted me and called in vain, perhaps you wondered why I'm here, I've come to say I'm sorry dear, Second Verse I know on God's unerring slate the charge against me must be great and every sinful move I've made is entered as a debt unpaid but in the book we all know of I've found these tender words of love "When tears of sweet contrition flow then scarlet sins are made as snow." Chorus It's never too late to be sorry I'm sorry I taught you to care I wish I could lift from your shoulders the cross I have made you bear I can't mend a heart I have broken there isn't a thing I can do but its never too late to be sorry and God knows I'm for you.

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