Home Was Never Like This Year 1915 < Click here to listen ! > Words by A. Seymour Brown Music by Albert Gumble Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York and Detroit

First Verse Hiram was a farmer from way up the state He came to the city and thought it was great. He brought his bank-roll and his best Sunday suit, And when he doll'd all up, Oh! he was cute! Hiram met a stranger, one night on Broadway And of course she took him in to a cafe; People dancing there; Hiram said, "I declare! That's my middle, ding bust it!" Second Verse Hiram said, "I'm out just to have a good time, I don't care for money so "zip" goes a dime! I'll send a wire up home and tell them right now, If you are short of change why just sell a cow!" Ev'ry time the music would give him a chance, Hiram grab'd a chicken and started to dance. He'd yell "This is great!" I'll learn to hesitate, If I break a leg, by golly!" Chorus Come on and dance with me, Come on and dance with me, I feel as young as a boy! I want to learn each gol darn step that they do Teach me ev'ry one that is new! I want to learn the whirls, Dance with the pretty girls, Don't mind the steps that I miss; (Spoken) I'll get it! Here's where I'm going to stay, I'll give the farm away, Home was never like this!

Down Honolulu Way Year 1916 < Click here to listen ! > Words by J. E. Dempsey Music by Earl Burtnett and Jos. A. Burke Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York and Detroit

First Verse I can see two eyes where in the lovelight gleams, In my dreams, in my dreams. I can hear a voice, as sweet as singing streams, Calling me, it seems. O'er the old lagoon I see the glow worm playing, Shoreward I can see the shelt'ring palm trees swaying, While from afar I can hear a guitar, Someone keeps softly saying: Second Verse Dreamy eyes are watching on a south sea isle, All the while, all the while. Pretty lips are waiting with a wistful smile, My heart to be guile. Softer than the water in the fountain falling, Sweeter than an angel's evening song enthralling, Whisp'ring to me of a blue, singing sea, Nightly a voice is calling: Chorus Come where the moon is always shining, Down Honolulu way; Come where the Palm trees sway, Nighttime is just like day. And, while the sweet guitars are ringing, We'll dream the night away, Where the moonbeams play on the distant bay, Down Honolulu way.

My Baby's Arms Year 1919 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Joseph McCarthy Music by Harry Tierney Leo Feist Inc. Feist Building New York

First Verse I call my sweetheart "Baby," She calls me "Baby," too, When there's anyone near us, We never let them hear us, But for embraces I know just where my place is: Second Verse It seems my own sweet baby, Just loves to baby me. Tho' we both are grown up, We refuse to own up She's like a mother, How we do love each other: Chorus My baby's arms, Hold all my charms, My baby's eyes of blue, Just seem to thrill me, And fill me with a new sensation, My baby's smile, There all the while; And if she'd tell me to stay, I'd like to snuggle away, And dream forever In my baby's arms.

You Can't Get Along With 'Em Or Without 'Em (You Got To Have Em, That's All!) Year 1916 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Grant Clarke Music by Fred Fischer Leo Feist Inc. Feist Building New York

First Verse I think the married men are gettin' a trimmin', And still I hate to knock the beautiful women, Oh, gee! what can the trouble be? You read, of course, every day some divorce, No matter, where you go you hear of a scandal, Why are the women getting harder to handle? Who's to blame, who's to blame? Love is a terrible game: Second Verse I know a lot of men who never will leave 'em, And then a lot of men who never believe 'em, Oh, my! how they can tell a lie; Look in your eye, and deny and deny, They get excited, then you pet 'em and salve 'em, Where would we be today if we didn't have 'em? Cold as ice then they're nice, Some fellows marry them twice. Chorus You can't get along when you're with 'em or without 'em, Girls, right or wrong, there is something nice about 'em, They're stubborn and contrary, expensive, Still, they're very necessary; Each little peach has a way that's so endearing, Oh, how your dough has a way of disappearing, You know the world is saying, "we need 'em," And still the other half is praying for freedom, You can't get along when you're with 'em or without 'em, You'vegot to have 'em, that's all! Chorus 2 You can't get along when you're with 'em or without 'em, Girls, right or wrong, there is something nice about 'em, They're stubborn and contrary, expensive, Still, they're very necessary; Each little peach has a way that's so endearing, Oh, how your dough has a way of disappearing, Just when you treat 'em nice, they leave you, they hate you, You always take 'em back, it's old Human Nature, You can't get along when you're with 'em or without 'em, You've got to have 'em, that's all!

Everybody Two-Step Year 1912 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Earl C. Jones Music by Wallie Herzer Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York and Detroit

First Verse Oh my dear, don't you hear the latest music hit? Oh gee! the orchestra is playing it. That is not a Rubenstein composed in F Its a song from the pen of Mutt and Jeff. Let's two step and dance in old Havana style Just act like you were made of rubber, chile, Glide along the floor and slide your feet a little bit, That's it. Second Verse Oh dear hon, won't you nestle to your lovie dove? Just rest your little hand upon my glove; When I get to going 'round the shiny floor, Babe, I'd just die to dance a little more. Oh, my word I'm full of loving heart complaint, Just place your tootsies where your papa's aint Then you start to swayin' to the playin' of the band, That's grand! Chorus Everybody two step and grab a girlie girl, Everybody two step and do the twirly whirl, Shake your feet with all your might, Everybody two step and two step right. If you want to two step just like a Polar bear, Everybody does it, Nobody ought to care; Everybody wiggle waggle Then you make a bow. Everybody two step now.

There's A Girl In Havana Year 1911 < Click here to listen ! > By E. Ray Goetz and A. Baldwin Sloane Ted Snyder Co. 112 West 38th Street New York

First Verse I'm in love with you, but I'll admit, I've told the same tale o'er To a lot of girls, but I'll admit, 'twas never meant before. Like every boy, I've loved a few, 'tis true, But never with a love I feel for you; So I think for future happiness, My past I should confess. Second Verse If a fellow says he loves you, and he's never said the same To another girl, if you believe him, you're the one to blame. When love is true each thought you would confide, When love is true there's naught that you could hide; So to prove my love is not a-miss, Is why I tell you this. Chorus There's a girl in Havana, There's a girl in Savannah, I've wooed a few sweet girlies who I promised to be true to, But then I never knew, dear, That I'd ever meet you, dear, So let's forget the girls I met Before I met you.

There's A Lump Of Sugar Down In Dixie   Year 1918 < Click here to listen ! > Words by Alfred Bryan and Jack Yellen Music by Albert Gumble Jerome H. Remick & Co. New York and Detroit

First Verse Sugar! sugar! Every body's cryin' 'Cause it's mighty scarce up here Buy it! Try it! Just go out to buy it And you'll find it's mighty dear But I don't care I'm going where I've got enough to last a year Second Verse Tuitti fruitti don't compare with Cutie Waitin' cross the Dixon line Ida Ida may be sweet as cider But my gal is sweet as wine Nothin' could be Sweeter than she Believe me boy I'm glad she's mine Chorus 1 There's a lump of sugar down in Dixie And it's all my own She's the sweetest little bunch of sweetness I have ever known Every glance that she gives me puts sugar in my tea Her kisses are like honey yummy yummy yummy Sweeter than the honey to the bee There's a "Choo - choo" leavin' here this evenin' bound for Carolin' And its goin' to take me to that little lolly pop of mine She's a gal that Mister Hoover ought to meet Puts her finger in the pie to make it sweet My little lump of sugar down in Dixie mine all mine Chorus 2 There's a lump of sugar down in Dixie And it's all my own She's the sweetest little bunch of sweetness I have ever known Every glance that she gives me puts sugar in my tea Her kisses are like honey yummy yummy yummy Sweeter than the honey to the bee There's a "Choo - choo" leavin' here this evenin' bound for Carolin' And its goin' to take me to that little lolly pop of mine Sweetest little sugar lump I ever knew And her father's got a lot of sugar too My little lump of sugar down in Dixie mine all mine. Chorus 3 There's a lump of sugar down in Dixie And it's all my own She's the sweetest little bunch of sweetness I have ever known Every glance that she gives me puts sugar in my tea Her kisses are like honey yummy yummy yummy Sweeter than the honey to the bee There's a "Choo - choo" leavin' here this evenin' bound for Carolin' And its goin' to take me to that little lolly pop of mine Everybody calls her candy kid down home Say! she even combs her hair with honey comb My little lump of sugar down in Dixie mine all mine

Drowsy Waters (Hawaiian Waltz) Piano Instrumental Year 1917 < Click here to listen ! > By Jack Ailau Arranged by Geo. P. Howard Sherman, Clay & Co. San Francisco

Afghanistan Year 1920 < Click here to listen ! > By William Wilander and Harry Donnelly Gilbert and Friedland Publishers Inc. 232 W. 46th Street New York

First Verse In the land of Afghanistan There's a Hindu maid and a man She swore by the stars up above her That he was the one to love her But there came another one day Stole his Hindu maiden away. Hindu man is lonely and blue In his dreams he's calling to her. Second Verse All the wealth of Afghanistan Cannot ease the heart of this man Tho' the stars with splendor are shining Hindu's heart can't stop it's pining Though he's trying hard to forget He has hopes and dreams of her yet. Thinking that she'll come back some say To his idol he keeps praying. Chorus In Afghanistan, There's a Caravan By The fair oasis waiting for you and for you only; Cross the desert sand we will find a temple; There will be a bridal day for you my idol In Afghanistan.

I Know I Got More Than My Share Year 1916 < Click here to listen ! > By Grant Clarke and Howard Johnson Leo Feist Inc. Feist Building New York

First Verse To every one beneath the sun, God sends his blessings down, Like dew they fall upon us all, in every home they're found, To some a name, to others fame, His gifts are every where, The poor man and the rich a like, will both receive their share. Second Verse Through life we go and never know what future years may hold, The skies of gray may fade away and some day turn to gold, So don't complain there's naught to gain, just learn to live and love, We all must wait to learn our fate, and trust to Him above. Chorus God gives the wise men their wisdom, sends all the poets their dreams To father and mother their love for each other we all get a share, so it seems I thought that I was forgotten My life was an empty affair, But He thought of me too, and when God gave me you, I know I got more than my share.

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