Homesick Year 1922 < Click here to listen ! > By Irving Berlin Irving Berlin Inc. 1607 Broadway New York

First Verse I feel very blue, yes I do can't you tell, Worry quite a lot 'cause I'm not feeling well Friends have come to me, saying "We can see, You need company," but I'm not lonely, I'm only Second Verse My poor heart will stop when I hop off the train, Such a happy sould when I stroll down the lane I can't wait 'til then, to be there again, In the twilight when the sun is setting I'm getting Chorus Homesick, I know just what's the matter I'm Homesick that's all, I see that cozy little shack and the little red school, Daddy on the back of a funny old mule "God Bless our Home" on the wall The fields of clover they seem to say "Why don't you come over, pay us a call I miss the cows and the chickens and the apple tree shady And there's that little old lady do you wonder why I'm Homesick.

Ain't We Got Fun Year 1921 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Gus Kahn & Raymond B. Egan Music by Richard A. Whiting Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York & Detroit

First Verse Bill collectors gather 'Round and rather Haunt the cottage next door Men the grocer and butcher sent Men who call for the rent But with in a happy chappy And his bride of only a year Seem to be so cheerful Here's an earfull Of the chatter you hear Second Verse Just to make their trouble nearly double Something happen'd last night To their chimney a gray bird came Mister Stork is his name And I'll bet two pins A pair of twins Just happen'd in with the bird Still they're very gay and merry Just at dawning I heard Chorus Every morning Every evening Ain't we got fun Not much money Oh but honey Ain't we got fun The rent's unpaid dear We haven't a bus But smiles were made dear For people like us In the winter in the Summer Don't we have fun Times are bum and getting bummer Still we have fun There's nothing surer The rich get rich and the poor get children In the meantime In the between time Ain't we got fun. Chorus 2 Every morning Every evening Don't we have fun Twins and cares dear come in pairs dear Don't we have fun We've only started As mommer and pop Are we downhearted I'll say that we're not Landlords mad and getting madder Ain't we got fun Times are so bad and getting badder Still we have fun There's nothing surer The rich get rich and the poor get laid off In the meantime In between time Ain't we go fun.

I Found A Rose In The Devil's Garden Year 1921 < Click here to listen ! > Words and Music By: Willy Raskin & Fred Fisher Music by Pete Wendling Fred Fisher Inc. 224 W. 46th St. New York City

First Verse Lost in a city that has no pity I found a rose, Little lonesome rose; Where smiling faces, hide broken hearts, In happy places, where sorrow starts: Second Verse Some body's sister, whose folks have missed her, A mother dear, Shd's a lonesome tear; For little baby, who went away, She's kneeling maybe, just now to pray: Chorus I found a rose, in the devils garden, Wandring alone, little lonesome rose, For her the sun is never shining, For her the cloud's have, no silver lining I found a rose, in the devil's garden, Playing the game, of the Moth and Flame, Beneath the powder and paint, Maybe the heart of a saint, Where sorrow grows, I found a rose. Chorus 2 I found a rose, in the devils garden, Wandring alone, little lonesome rose, For her the sun is never shining, For her the cloud's have, no silver lining I found a rose, in the devil's garden, Playing the game, of the Moth and Flame, But maybe deep in her heart, She's thinking of a new start, Where sorrow grows, I found a rose.

Just For Me And Mary ('Twas A Beautiful Wedding Day) Year 1919 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Grant Clarke and Howard E. Rogers Music by Leo Edwards McCarthy & Fisher Inc. 224 W. 46th St. New York

First Verse I love to hear my old granddaddy Tell of his wedding day, And when he does, my dear grandmammy smiles in her own sweet way, When shadows fall I cuddle close to his knee, Then he describes that day of days to me. Second Verse ALthough his head is crown'd with silver, Still he seems young to me, Each time he smiles and tells the story of days that used to be, I fancy I can see them on that great day Whenever he tells me in his quaint old way. Chorus Just for me and Mary, Oh the day was bright and airy, Even mother's cute canary Was singing a song of love, there in his little cage above, We hitched up Tom and Jerry And drove to Parson Carey, And as the bells tolled in the steeple I was told by Mary's people, "You be good to Mary," 'Twas a beautiful wedding day.

You're A Million Miles From Nowhere (When You're One Little Mile From Home) Year 1919 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Sam M. Lewis and Joe Young Music by Walter Donaldson Waterson, Berlin & Snyder. Inc. Strand Theater Building 47th St. & Broadway New York

First Verse Did you ever feel sad and blue, Longing for those who long for you? Wanderers never find rest, Away from the ones they love best. Second Verse At the end of each lonely lane, There's a mother who waits in vain; When every door closes too, Her arms will open to you. Chorus You're a million miles from nowehere, When you're one little mile from home; It's the song of Mother's tears, That keeps rining in your ears. You just leave the gates of Heaven, When you leave Mother's arms to roam; You're a million miles from nowhere, When you're one little mile from home.

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