Halcyon Days Music contains a collection of Early American Music and Vintage Songs from the early 1900s, 1910s and 1920s.

Our archive of vintage music contains a wide assortment of Early American Music and Popular Songs in MIDI music format which you can download and listen to on your computer at home. Each vintage song is accompanied with its vintage sheet music cover and music lyrics.

Bo-La-Bo Year 1919 Words and Music by George Fairman M. Whitmark and Sons Whitmark Building New York Share this song with friends

First Verse Bo-la-bo, Bo-la-Bo, Oh, my heart is beating fast, Far across the desert sand you come to claim my love at last! 'Neath the palm trees my soul is waking, for dawn is breaking, and night is past! Oh, Second Verse Bo-la-Bo, Bo-la-Bo, I have waited long for you, After weary days we'll meet again, 'Neath Egypt's skies so blue. Many long days have I been yearning for your returning, my love so true! Oh, Chorus Bo-la-Bo, Bo-la-Bo, carry me to Cairo, Where oriental breezes blow. On our way, day by day, let us drift awhile, down the dreamy Nile, Bo-la-Bo! CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG

I Told You So Year 1920 Words by Lew Brown Music by Albert Von Tilzer Broadway Music Corporation 145 W. 45th Street New York, NY. Share this song with friends

First Verse I remember when you went away, how I begged and pleaded that you stay, You just laughed at me you wanted to be free Everything I told you has come true, now if I wanted to, how I could laugh at you. Second Verse You said you had nothing to regret, you thought you could easily forget, You knew right along that you were in the wrong I could treat you as you treated me, but I can plainly see, you're sorry as can be. Chorus You're so blue and lonesome too, I told you so. No one else can comfort you I told you so I said that you would pine, and miss this love of mine but you didn't care, you wouldn't play fair and still I loved you so Life for you is one sad song I told you so. You admit that you were wrong, You ought to know you flew around from tree to tree but when you couldn't get the love you got from me you started longing for the days that used to be I told you so. CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG

Nightingale Year 1920 Words by Richard Coburn Music by Vincent Rose Jerome H. Remick and Co. New York and Detroit. Share this song with friends

First Verse Somewhere the nightingale is singing from above he promised that he's be my messenger of love and I am yearning for his returning It seems that's all I'm thinking of Second Verse The nightingale knows why I'm feeling sad and blue somehow I know that he is feeling lonesome too that's why he's heeding my tender pleading and sings to her the whole night thru Chorus Nightingale when you are singing tenderly oh tell her nightingale That it's a lover's melody just so when ever you are singing she'll know the message you are bringing nightingale bring back my love to me CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG

Buddha Year 1919 Words by Edward Rose Music by Lew Pollack McCarthy and Fisher Inc. 224 W. 46th Street. New York, NY. Share this song with friends

First Verse In an oriental clime, seated on a mystic shrine, Buddha dwells, and dispels hate. Came a maid, to him one day, with a troubled heart, they say, She was told he controlled fate. "Oh Buddha, listen to my plea, I bring my troubled heart to thee, so won't you please tell me;" Second Verse Time changed quickly in to years, still no word from him she hears, But each day, she would pray low. When her savings all were spent, magic messages were sent, She enthused at the news so. I came from far, far, away while those near heard her softly say, "now won't you please tell me;" Chorus Buddha, does he really love me, Buddha, is he thinking of me, at each dawn in awaking, and I find my heart still breaking; Buddha with the poppies blooming, he said he'd come back to me, Buddha, can't you discover, my heart cries, there's another Buddha with your mystic power, Buddha, take this faded flower. I know he'll understand and ease my sad heart, why? Oh, why did he say good bye? Buddha listen to my plea, bring him back to me. CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG

Down In Bom-Bombay Year 1915 Words by Ballard Macdonald Music by Harry Carroll Shapiro, Bernstein and Co. 224 West 47th Street New York Share this song with friends

First Verse If you're tired of this life, if you're lonely with one wife, take my little tip, take your little grip, take a little trip to India far away, down to Bom-Bombay: Second Verse There the tropic breezes blow, there the waw waw bushes grow, where the girls are nice, they eat curried rice, full of red hot spice in India far away, down in Bom-Bombay Chorus Down in Bom-Bombay, where the palm trees sway, where you clap your hands, then you give commands to those Indian bands to play a little tom-tom (hear 'em) There the girlies sway, in Oriental way, Every cat has got nine lives, every man has got nine wives, down in Bom-Bombay. Down in Bom-Bombay, where the palm trees sway, where you clap your hands, then you give commands to those Indian bands to play a little tom-tom (hear 'em) There the girlies sway, in Oriental way, Where you lead the simple life, every day a different wife, down in Bom-Bombay. CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG

Southern Beauties March-Two Step Year 1907 By Charles l. Johnson Jerome H. Remick and Co. New York and Detroit CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG

The Troubadour Two-Step Intermezzo Year 1904 By W.C. Powell Shapiro, Remick and Co. New York and Detroit CLICK HERE TO PLAY THIS SONG

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