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SONG SHE~ET
For Use In The JUN 3 1°
CARIBOU HUT ST. JOHN 'S, NEWFOUNDLAND
by men of the Armed Forces and Me.r chant Seamen of the Allied Nations.
This song sheet is not to be sold or offer ed for sale and no· part of its contents :s to be copied.
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NATIONAL SONGS
1.-GOD SAVE THE KING
God save our Gracious Kin:;!". T;ong live our noble King-,
Goil save the Kiug. Rend him victorious. Happy nn!l ~lm·ions, T;ong to reign over us.
God save the King-.
2.-NEWFOUNDLAND
\Vhen sunrays crown thy pine-rlad hills, And summer spreads her hand,
When silvem voices tune thy rills, We love t'hee, Rmiliug land, \Ve ]o,·e thee, we love thee, We love thee, smiling land.
As loved our fathers so we love, \Vhere once they stood we stand,
'fheir prayer we raise to heav'n aboYe. God guard thee, Tewfoundlancl. God guard ehee, God gn:u·d thrr, God guard thee, 1'\ c\donn c11 and.
3.-0 CANADA
0 Canada, our home, our native land, True patriot love in n11 thy .::;'ms com:ll:llld. \Vith glo\Ying hearts \YC see thee rise, The 'l'rue North strong and free; And stand on guard, 0 Canada. \Ve stand on guard for thee.
0 Canada, 0 Canada, 0 Call ad1.1. We stand on guard for thee, 0 Canada, we stand· on guard for thee
4.- THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER
Oh say, can you see, by the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last
gleaming, Whose broad stripes 11nd brigfhit stars, thro1ilgh the
perilous fight, 0 'er the ramparts we watch eel, were so :allantly
streaming! And thr rocket's reel glare, the bombs bursting in
a1r, Gave proof through the nig'ht that our flag wa~ still
there. Oh. say, does the ~tar-spangled banner yet wave 0 '~'r thE> land of the- free al'ln th.Q home o£ th~t bravQ?
5.-COME BACK TO ERIN
Come lJadc to Erin. mavonrnecn, mavonrne~n. Come bark aroon to the Jnnd oF tJ1y birth. C'ome with the s'r.'lmrMk': anc1 g-reen fielcls, nuiYnm·
neen; Aml it." Killarne~· shall ring- "·ith onr mirth.
6.-THERE'LL ALWAYS BE AN ENGLAND (('op~rright; reproduced by permission Gordon T .
ThompRon I_;imitecl. Toronto, Canada)
There'll alwnys be an Eng-land '-rlhile then·'~ a country lane,
Wherever there's a cottage small beside a field ef g.rain·;
'fhere 'll always be an Eng! nnrl while there's a buy street,
·wherever there\; a turning wheel, a million marcih
ing feet; RE>d, \Vhite .and Blue-what does it mean to you' Surely you're proud- hout it aloud-Briton's
awake! The Empire, too, we can depend on you, ] 1l'eelom remains, these are the c1hains nothing ca1l
break! There'll alw.ays be an England and England SPall
be free-If England means as much to yon aR England 111eans
to me!
7.- SCOTS WHA HAE
Scots, wha hae, "·i \V.allace bled, Scots, whom Bruce has often led;
Welcome to our gory heel, or to Victory. Now's tlhe day, and now's the hour;
Rec the front o' battle lower, See approach proud Edward's po·wer;
Chains or Sl.averie.
8.-MEN OF HARLECH
Men of Hal'lech, in the hollow, Do yc nlear, like l'UShing billow \YaYe on wave that surging follo;,·,
Battles distant sound 1
'Tis the tramp of Saxon foemen, Saxon spearmen, Saxon bowmen, Be the~r knig·h.ts, or hinrls or yeo-m('n,
They shall bite the zround.
I.Joose the folds asunder, Flag we eonquer under, Tn,• placid sky now bright on high,
Shrill launch its bolts in thunder.
Omvard, 'tis our country needs u<~~,
He is bravest he who leads us, II on or 's S·':!lf now proudly hcncls us,
Freedom, God .and Right.
S).-THE MAPLE LEAF FOREVER
In days of yore from Britain 's shore Wolf the dauntless !hero ·Came And planted firm Britannia's fiag On Canada's fair domain. There may it wave, our boast and prid? And join in love together The thistle, shamrock, rose, en twint> The maple leaf forever.
'l'he maple lc.af, our emblem clear. The maple leaf forever. God ~ave our King and HeaYPn bless The maple leaf forever.
10.-GOD BLESS AMERICA
God bless America, Land th.at I love,
Stan,i beside her and guide ·her Through the night with the light from
9hrwe, From the mountains to the prairies, To the ocean white with foam, God bless America,
My home sweet home.
11.- LAND OF HOPE .AND GLORY
I.Jand of llope .and Glory, Mother of the Free, How can we extol thee, Who art hom of thee, Wider still and wider, Shall thy boun1s be set, God who made thee mighty, Make thee mi~htier yet.
12.-RULE BRITANNIA
When Britain first, at Heavert 'a aommand., Arose from out the azure main, Arose, arose, .arose from out The azure main. This ·was the charter, the charter of tlhe land, And guardian nngc1f'l sang this strain: Rule Britannia! Britannia rules the waw10, Briton· never, never, never shall be slaYes.
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OLD AND NEW FAVOURITES
13.-GRANDF ATHER'S CLOCK:
My graJldfathcl'\<; cloC'k \\' llS too ~ttrge for th r sht'lf, So it stood ninety :ve.ars on the floor;
It was taller by ~1-al£ than the old man him&(• lf. Tho' it wei ghed not a pennyweight more.
It YFal'; bought on the morn of the day that I waa born,
And w.as always his treasure and pride; But it s.toppecl short, never to go ag-ain
Wihen the old man died. Ninety years witl10ut slumbering (tick, toe\, tick,
tock) , His life second,«; nUJUJbering· (tick, tock. t iek
tock) ; f1' stnpped short, never to go again ,
\Vhcn the old man died.
14.-DRINK TO ME ONLY
Drink to me only witlh. thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine,
Or leave a kiss within the cup And I '11 not .ask for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth risr Doth ask a drink divine,
But might I of Jove's nectar sip I would not change fol' thine.
15.-MOTHER MACHREE
Sure I love the clear silver that shines in yo :r hair And the brow that's .all furrowed and wr inkled
with care, 1 kiss the clear fingers so toil-worn for me, Oh! ("t&d bless you and keep you. Mother )f:-t,~hnt .
16.-ANNIE LAURIE :\Iax"·ellton 's braes .al'e bom1 ie \Yhere early fa's the dew, And 'twas there that ...:.\nnic };<l111'ic (}i 'eel me her promise true; Oi 'eel me her ])romise true, \Yhicl11 no 'er forgot will be And for bonnie Annie Lamie I'd lay me down an' dee.
17.-WEE HOUSE MANG THE HEATHER 'l'here's a wee house mang the lte.1ther, There's a wee house o'er the sea, There ·s a lassie in that wee hoose. Waiting patiently for me. She's the picture of perfeetiolt, Oh, I wouldn't tell a lee, If ~·e -.·.aw her yc \\'Oulcl loYe her. ,Just the same as me.
18.-PERFECT DAY \Yhen .vcm come to the encl of a perfeet day,
And you sit alone with yonr thoughts
\Yhile the chimes ring out "·it1I n carol g:a~', V'or the joy that the rlay kH;; brong~l,t,
Do ~-ou think what the encl of a perfect clay, Can mean to a tired heart.
\Yhen the .-nn <>·oes down with •t flaming ra~·. Ancl the dc>.ar friends 'haYe to part.
19.- ROAMIN' IN THE GLOAIVIIN' Roamin' in the gloami11'
On the bonnie banks o · t 'lyde Homuin' in thr ~tloamin'
\Yith my lassie b? m~r side; \Vhen the sun l1as gone to rest,
'rhat 's the ti/.1e that "·e love bC'fii. Oh, it's 1oYcly roamin' in 11he glo.1min'
20.-MY BONNIE .Jiy bonnie lies oYer the ocean, ::\fy bonnie lies over the r-;ea, ::\Iy bonnie lies oYer tlhe ocean, Oh bring back m)· bonnie to me. Bring ba ck. bring back bring back my bonnie to
me, to me, Bring back, bring b.ack-Oh hl'illg back my bonnie
1 o me.
21.-HOME ON THE RANGE Oh g·iw me a home, 11·herC' tlw B11ffalo ronm.
·where the Deer ancl the Antelope ])lay; \Yhe1·e neYet· is hear!l, a rlis<:onL"aging word
And the skicg are not cloudy all day.
Home, home on the range. \YI•er(' the Deer and the Antelope pla~-, Where seldom is heard a discouraging "·orrl. .\ucl the skie~ are not clom1y all day.
22.-WHEN I GROW TOO OLD TO DREAM
Wlhen I grow too old to dream I'll have you to remember,
\Yheu I grow too old to dream, Your loyc \\'ill liYe in my heaTt.
8o kiss me, m~' s\\·eet. /tn-1 so let us part. And 1rheu I grow too old to dream,
'J'hat kiss will liw in my heart.
23.- THE MORE WE ARE TOGETHER
'l'lte more we are together, together, togctlber
Oh! the more "·e al'e together 'l'h e merrier ·we'll be.
For your friends al'e my friends. And my friends .are your ftiends.
So the more we are together, T~1e merrier we'll be.
24j-I LOVE A LASSIE I love a lassie; a bonnie hi0lan' lafisie. 81te's as fair as tlw lily in the !lell; She's as sweet .as the heather, The bonnie purple 'heather, :\[ary, ma Scoteh Blue-Bell.
25.-ROSIE 0 'GRADY
Swert Hnsi(' 0 'Gracly~ my cl!'nr little Ro~e. Rhe '<> like any bcly, most cver~·onP lmows. 4t\nil when we nre maniecl, how happy we']] he.
POl' T love swc'et Rosie O'Q;·a<l~·. And Um;ic 0 'Grady loYe:-; me.
26.-DAISY Dais~·. Daisy. f!·ive mr ~·ont· ansll'er, do; I'm half crazy all for the love of you!
It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a eal'l'iage ;
Bnt you'd look sweet upon t'he >;eat Of a bicycle built for two.
27.-COMIN' 'I'HRO' THE RYE GIN a body meet a body
Com in' thro' the rye~ Gin a body kiss a body,
~eecl a body cry~ Every lassie has her lac1rlie,
Nane they say hae I; Y' et all the lad,o; they smile at me
\Vhen co min' t!ho' the rye.
28.-LOOH LOMOND
DY ,·nn hounie banks and uY yon bonnie brae~ \\~h~rc the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond, Where me aucl my true loYe wel'e eYer wont to gar On the bounie, bonnie banlu; o£ Loch Lomond.
() ye'll tak' t'he high r01l<t atlll1'11 tak' the low rotHl '.
And 1'11 be iu Scotland afore ye, But mr :md m~· trnC' low 11 :11 Jll'\'Pr meet again On the uonnie, bonnie hanks of Loch Lomond.
29.-SHE'J .. L BE COMIN' ROUND THE MOUNT AUT
She'll bP comin' ronucl the mountain \\'hen she romes She 'Jl be comin' ronnel the mountain when she comes
She '11 be comin' ronnel the motmtain Sbr 'Jl be c>omin · round the mountain
She 'Jl he eomin' rom11l t!he mountain when he comes.
30.-SMILES
'l'hrr0 arc smiles tht"(t makr us happy, There are smiles that make us blue,
'l'lhere are smiles that steal away the sadnesl"l Like the stmshine steals away the dew;
'l'here are smiles that have a tender meaning That the eyes of loYe alone ma;v see,
But the smiles that fi11 my life with gladne .Are the smiles fhat yon give to me.
31.-THE BELLS OF ST. MARY'S
The Bells of St. Ma1·y 's at sweet eventide, Shall call me beloved, to come to your side, And out in the valley in sound of the sea, I lo10"' you '11 be wai.ting, ye5 '"a-iting for me.
CHORUS: 'T'he Bells of St. ~Iary's, ah! he.Rr tl1ey are calling, 'l'.hc young loYes, the trnr Joyes, " ·ho come from tl1c
.sea, And so, my beloved, when red leaves are falling, rl'hc low-bells shall ring out, ring out for you and
me. · ifl · ~i'-;;lm!J
32.-EAST SIDE, WEST SIDE
East l';ii!e. \Hst sine>, all round the town. The tots sang "Ring-a-Rosie"
"IJondon Bridge is fal1inl! down." Boys and girls together,
~Ie and ~Iamie 0 'Rorke, Tripped the light fantastic,
On the sidcY\.ralks of New York.
33.-IN THE GOOD .OLD SUMMER TIME
fn th0 good olcl ;;.mnmPt' ! imr. In the good old summer time, Strolling down the shntly lane with ~-our bally miue; You hold her hand and she 'holds yours, 'l'hat'~-; a Yery goocl sign that she\ your t6otsie
"·ootsie, In the good old summer time.
34.-PEGGY 0 'NEIL
If her eyes are blue as skies, 'l'hnt 's Peggy 0 Neil,
If she's :;:miling all the while, That's Peggy O'Neil,
If she walks like a sly little rogue, If sl:e talks with a cute little brogue. S\net personality, full of r.ascality,
That's Peggy O'Neil.
35.- THE RYANS AND THE PITTMANS Chorus:
We '11 rant and we'll roar like true N cwfoundland-ers,
We '11 rant and we '11 roar on deck and below, Until we see bottom inside tlhe two sunkers, When tr.aight through the channel to Tos1ow we'll
e-o.
36.-NELLIE KEI,L Y, I LOVE 1YOU
It's tlhe same old song they sing, ''I love you.''
The boys are all mad about Nellv . ' The daughter of Officer Kelly-And it ·s all day long they b1·ing Flowei\S all dripping with dew-And they join in the chorus of Kelly Kelly
"I love you."
37.-0H! SUSANNA
I came from Alabama wid my banjo on my knee, I'm g-wnn to Louisiana, mv true love for to see, . . It rained aJl nigM the clay I left. 'rhe .weather it waR dry, The sun so hot I frozr to death; SuP.anna don 't you cry. Oh! Susanna. oh, don't you cr~T for me, I've coma from Alabama wid my l>anjo on my knee.
38.- MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME
The ~un !hines bria"ht on the old Kentucky home, 'Tis ~ummer, the darkies are g.ay,
'rhe com tops ripe and t1he meadows are in hloGm, While the birds make muiSic all the clay.
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor, All merry, all happy and bright,
•y-'n-hy "Hard Times" come~> a-kneckin~ at the door,
Tlh.en my old Kentucky home, good-ni"ht.
Vf eep no more, my lady Oh, weep no more to-day, We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home, Fir the old Kentucky home far away.
39.-AFTER THE BALL
Mter the ball is over; .after the break of morn; After the dancers leaving; after the stars are i'one ; Many a :heart is aching, if you could re.ad them all; Many the hopes that have vanished after the ball.
~0.-SHOW ME THE WAY TO GO HOME
Show me tJhe way to go home, J 'm tired and I want to go to bed,
For I had a little drink about an hour .ago And it's gone right through my head.
No matter ·where I roam, O'er lan rl or sea or foam,
You can ah1·::.:s 'hear me singing this son", Sh{}W me the way to go home.
41.-ANNIE ROONEY
She's my Annie, I'm her Joe, She's my sweetheart, I'm her beau; Soon we'll marry, never more to part, Little Annie Rooney, she's my sweetheart.
42.-ALL THE NICE GIRLS
All the nice girls love a sailor, All the nice girliS love .a tar,
Por there's something about a sailor, Well, you know what sailors are,
Free and easy, bright and breezy, He's the ladies' pride and joy;
Falls in love with Kate .and Jane, Then he's off to sea again,
Shjp ahoy, ship ahoy.
4S.-LET THE REST OF THE WORLD GO BY
With someone like you, a p.al good and t11ue, I'i like to leave it all behind and i'O and fiRd
• Gmt place that '10 kuo11·u tt~ G9d alen(l, ,Jmt a ~pot to call our <'lWn.
'Ve '11 find perfect peace, where .JOYI never eeue, Out there bcnc.ath a kindly s;ky.
44.-BYE, BYE BLAOK-BlRD
Pack up all my care and woe, Here I go, singing low,
Bye, bye Black~bird.
·where somebody waits for me Sugar's s>;eet, so is she,
Bye, bye, Black-bird. No one here t•nn 1 ove anc1 nndt>rsLmd me, Oh ·what h.ard luck stories they all hand :we:
l\Iake my bed and light the light, I 'Jl arrive late to-night,
Black-bird,- byc, bye.
45.-THERE IS A TAVERN IN THE TOWN
'rhere is a t.aYern in the town, in the town, And there my dear love sits 'h,:m down, sit~& l!illl
down, And drinks his wine, 'mid laugh tet· free, And never, never thinks of me.
Fare thee well for I must leave thee, Do not let the parting grieve thee, And remember that the be t of friends must p:1rt.
must part; Adieu, adieu, kind friends, .adieu, adieu, adieu I can no longer stay with you, stay with you I'll hang my harp on a weeping willow tree, And ma~ the world go well with thee.
He left me for a damsel cl.ark, damsel dark, Each Friday night they used to spark, used tt
spark, And now my love, once true to me, Take<; that dark damsel on his lmce.
Oh, dig my grave both wide and deep, w tde and deep Put tombstones at my head ancl feet, l1ead and feet, And on my breast carve a turtle dove, To signify I died of love.
46.-LET ME CALL YOU SWEETHEART
Let me call you sweetheart, I'm in love with you, Let me hear you whisper that you love me tooKeep tihe lovclight burning in your eyes so true, Let me call you sweetheart, I'm in love with yoll.
47.-0LD FOLKS AT HOME
\"\'" ay do"'n upon ~. c Sw.anee Ribber, Far far away,
Dare·~ where my 1~1eart is turning ebeT, Dar's where the old folks stay.
All up and down de whole creation, Sadly I r0.am,
Still long'n for de old plaut<ltion, .~\nd for de old folks at home.
All did world am sad and dreary Eb 'ry whar I roam.
0 cLarkies how my 'heart grows \\'ean·. Far from di old folks at home.
48.-MANDALA Y
Br the old Moulmein Pagoda looking eastward tl)
the sea, There's a Burma girl a 'set tin, and I know she thinks
of me. J;,or the wind is in the palm trees, .and the temple
bells they say, "Come you back, you British soldier, come you back
to Mandalay,'' Come you back to Mandal.ay, where the old flotilia
Jay. Can't you \hear their paddle .. ~ chunkin' from R:m
goon to Mandal.ay? On the road to Mandalay, where the flyin' fi hes
play, .And the dawn comes up like thunder out of China
'crost the bay.
49.-MOONLIGHT AND ROSES
l'[oonlight .and J'Oses bring wonderfnl memories of "J you, ·1
My ·heart reposes in beautiful thoughts so true;
51.- 0LD MACDONALD HAD A FARM
Olcl )facDonalrl h.acl a t'af~ll,
Ee-igh, ee-igh, oi! .\nc1 on this farm he ha{t soma c·hick·;,
Ee-ig·h, ee-igh, oh! With 11 c:hick-clhick here, a cbick-chick there, Here a chic~t, there a chick. EYerywhere a chick, chick, Old ::\facDoual<l had .a farm,
Ee-ig1h, ee-igh, oh!
(Qontinue with ducks (quack-quack,) turkeys (gobble, gob-ble), pigs (hoink-hoink), Ford (rattlel'nttle), etc, adding and repeating .all each time.)
52.-IF YOU WERE THE ONLY GIRL IN THE WORLD
If you were t!he only girl in the world And I was the only boy.
Nothing eJ,ge "·ould matter in the world today, We could go on loving in the same old way. A Garden of Eden just m.ade for two,
With nothing to mar our joy; I would say such wonderful things to you, There would be such wonderful t:hings to do, If you were the only girl in the world.
And I was the only boy.
53.-THE LITTLE BROWN JUG
My wife and I lived all alone, In a little log hut ·we c.alled OUl' own; She JoYed g·in and I loved rum, I tell you what, we'd lots of fun.
June light discloses love's olden dreams sparkling anew,
CHORUS:
Moonlight and roses bring memories of you.
50.-0ARRY ME BACK TO OLD VIRGINNY
Carry me back to old Virginny, There's where the cotton and the corn and 't.aters
grow, There·~ where the birds warble sweet in tth e sprina-
time, There's where this old dar key's heart does long to
go. There's where I labored so 'hard for old massa, Day .after day in the field of yellow corn, No place on earth do I love more sincerely, Than old Virginny, the place where I was born.
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Ha! 'ha! ha! you and me, 'Little Brom1 ,Jug,'' don't I love thee! Ha.! ha! ha! you .and me, "I;ittle Bro,vn ,Jug," don't I love thee!
'Tis you who makes my friends and foes .. 'Tis you who makes me wear old clothea; Here you are so near my nose, So tip her up and down she goes.
When I go toiling to my farm, I take "Little Brown Jug," under my .arra, Place 'him under a shady tree, "Little Brown Jug," 'ti! yeu and »iie.
54.-I LOVE YOU TRULY
I love you truly, truly, clear, Life \Yith its sorrow, life wit.h its tear, Fades into dreams when I feel you are near, For I love yon truly, truly, clear.
Ah! love, 'tis something to feel your kind hand, Ah! yes, 'tis something by your s.ide to fitancl; Gone i the sorrow, gone doubt and fear, For you love me truly, truly, dear.
-Carrie Jacobs Bond.
55.-0H, MY DARLING CLEMENTINE
In .a. cavern, in a canyo11, Excavating for a mine, Dwelt a miner, forty-niner, And his daughter, Clementine.
Oh my darling, Oh my darling, Oh my darling Clementine, You are lost .and gone for ever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Light she was, .and like a fairy, And her shoes were number nine; Herring boxes, witlhout topses, Sandals were for Clementine.
Drove sihc ducklings to the water, Ev'ry mr :ting just at nine, Hit her f · ,t .against a splinter, Fell into the foaming brine.
Ruby lips above the water, Blowing buhbles soft and fine, Alas for me! I was no swimmer, So I lost my Clementine.
56.-SOLOMON LEVI
My name is Solomon Levi, At my store on Chatham Street,
There's where you '11 find your coats and vests Ancl everything that's neat;
I've second ..!handed ulsterettes, And everything that's fine,
For all the boys they trade with me, At a Hundred a forty-nine.
CHORUS:
0, Solomon Levi! Levi, tra, la, l.a, b .. Poor Solomon Levi, Tra, l.a, la, la. la, ]a; la, la.
la, la. (Repeat first verse. )
But when a bummer comes inside 1\Iy store on Chatham Street,
And tries to hang me up for coat And pants .and vest complete,
I kicks tJbat bummer out of my store, And on him sets my pup,
For I won't sell clothes to any man, Who tries to hang- me up.
57.-I'VE BEEN WUKKIN' ON DE RAILROAD
I've been wukkin' on de railroad, All de live-long day; I 've been wukk5n' on de railroad, To p.ass de time away. Doan' yo' hyar de whistle blowin', R.ise up so earl~r in the mawn; Doan yo' hyar cle cap'n shoutin' "DinaQl, blow yo' h awn ~"
58.-SMILE A WHILE
(Tune: "Till We Meet Again.")
Smile awhile and give your face a rest. (Everybody ~;mile.)
Stand up straight and elevate your chest. (Everyone erect and expand chest.)
Reach your hands up to the sky, (Hands high over 1head.)
While you w,q,g your head so freely, (Shake head from side to side.)
l1imber up and stamp your feet a bit. (Stamp feet on floor.)
As you ";ere, and now, before you !lit, Reach right out to some one near, Shake lhri.s b.and and smile.
(Everybody ~hake l1ancls and smile.)
59.-WHEN YOU WORE A TULIP
\Vhen you wore a tulip, a swert yello.w tulip, And I wore a big, red rose; When you caresg,ed mt', 'twas then heaven blessed
me, What a blessing no one knows. You made life cheery ">1hen you called me dearie, "l'was down '1-vhere the blue grass grows; Your lips ·were sweeter than julep whev. YJU wore
a tulip And I wore a. big, red rose.
60.-THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER
(Copyright 1941 by Shapiro, Bernstein & Co., Inc. Reproduced by permission)
I '11 never forget the people I met, Braving those angry skies;
I remember well, as the shadows fell, The light of hope in tfueir eyes.
And tho' I'm far aw:ay, I still can hear them say,
"Thumbs Up!" For when tlhe da-wn C'Omes up-
CHORUS: There'll be Bluebirds over The white cliffs of Dover Tomorrow, just you wait and see: Th'ere'll be love .and laughter, And peace ever after, Tomorrow, when the world is free.
When night shadows fall, I always rPcall, Out there across the sea,
Twilight falling down upon .a little town. It's fresh in my memory;
I 'h'ear a mother pray, And to her baby say,
"Don't C!"y! "-This is her lullaby:
61.-DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS
(Copyright 1941 by Melody Lane Publications, Inc. Hollywood, California. Reproduced by
special permission)
The stars at night are big and bright Deep in the heart of TexltS,
The prairie sky is wide and high. Deep in the hf'.art of Texas.
The sage in bloom is like perfume Deep in the heart of Texas,
Reminds me of the one I love, Deep in the heart of Texas.
The coyotes wail along the trail, Deep in the heart of Texas,
The rapids rush around the brush, Deep in the heart of Texas.
62.--JUST A SONG AT TWILIGHT
~lust a song at twilig'ht when the light.c:; are low, And the :flickering shadows softly come and go ; Thougl1 the heart be weary, sad the d.ay and long, Still to us at twilight comes love's sweet song, Comes love's eld sweet ~ong.
63.-THE WORLD IS WAITING FOR THE SUNRISE
Dear one, the world is waiting for tlhe sunrise; Every rose is heavy with dew.
The thrush on high, his sleepy mate is calling And my lheart is c.alling you !
64.-I BELONG TO GLASGOW
I belong to Glasgow, Dear old Glasgow town.
But what is the matter with Glasgow, For it is going around and around.
I'm only .a common old working chap, As anyone here can see,
But when I get a couple of drinks on a Saturday,
Glasgow belongs to me.
65.-THE SUNSHINE OF YOUR SMILE
Dear face that holds o sweet .a smile for me, Were you not mine, how dark tlhe " 'orld would be, I know no light above that could replace, Love's radiant su:nshine in your dear, de.ar, face.
Give me your smile, the lovelight in your eyes, Life could not hold a fairer Paradise. Give me the right to love you all ~b·e while, My world forever, the sunshine of your smile.
66.-A TOUCH OF TEXAS
(Copyright 1942 by Southern Music Pu..blis11ing Co fuc., New York, N.Y. Repr.)f!:.lced by
special permission)
Got a touch of Texas in my t.alk, Got too much of Texas in my walk, Oh, this place will be my ruin, Ki-yi-yip-pin' and wa-hoo-in'. Oh, take me back to Noo Yawk! Got .a toueh of Texas in my hair Got too much of Texas in my hair, Yes, the sand from Amarillo Ke('ps a-seratchin' on my pillow, Oh, take me back to Times Square l!,or I've seen every p.art of Every part of what I'm deep in the heart o£ (:;lap,
clap, clap, clap) Got a touch of Texas in my talk, Got too much of Tex.as in my walk, Oh, the sage may be a-bloomin' But for miles tlhere's nothing human, Oh, take me back to Noo Yawk!
"'"AR SONGS, 1914 to 1943
69.-I'M THINKING TONIGHT OF MY BLUE EYES
(Qepyright 1942 by Peer Jnrernatio11al Corp., ~e'v York. Reproduced by kind permission of
the copyright owners.)
Oh, I'm thinking toniglht of my blne e,ves Who is dreaming far over the sea. Oh, I 1m thinking tonight o E my b l n e eyes And I wonder if she thinks of me.
70.-THE SAILOR WITH THE NAVY BLUE EYES
(~opy:right 1940 by IIany Tenney Inc. Reproduced by kind permission of thE' rop:n·ight O\\"JJel'" )
Who's got girls in ev'ry port h.a11gin' arrmncl lik1• flies'?
Yo ho ho ho "ho · Oh! The Sailor with the navy blue eyes .. Who's the guy they love to buy Dozens of socks and ties? Yo ho 110 ho ho Oh! The Sailor with the navy blue eyes.
71.-BLESS 'EM ALL
(Copyright by Sam Fox Publishing Co., New York, N.Y., U.S.A. U'led by s-pecial permission)
Bless 'em .all. Bless 'em all. 'Dbe long and the short and the tall. Bless all the set•geants the sonr puss ones, Bless all the corporals and their dirty sons. For we're saying good-bye to them all, A11 back to the barJ'/lCks II' C crnwl, No Ice Cream and Cookies for flat footed
rookies, So cJ1eer up my lads, b1eo;:;o; 'em all.
72.-THIS IS THE ARMY MR. JONES
(Oopyright 1942 Thic:; ic:; the Army Inc. Used by special permission)
This is tJh.e army, Mr. Jones, No private rooms or te1ep'hones, You had your breakfast in bed before. But you won't have it there anymore.
This is the army, Mr. Green. We like the barracks nice and clean, You ih.ad a house maid to clean your floor But •he won't help you out an.r.not'-a,
Do as the bugler comuUtlHls, .vou're i11 th~ nnny ;1:•1 not in a band.
'!'his is the army, Mr. Brown, You and yotu' baby went to town, She h.ad yon woniecl but thi:; i-s war, Ancl slhe won't wo1-ry yon anymore.
73.-KISS l.VIE GOOD-NIGHT SERGEANT-MAJOR.
Kiss me goocl-night Sergeant-Major Tuck me in my little wooden bed \Ye all Joye you Sergeant-Major When we hear you shouting, 'Show a le:!' Don't forget to \Y.ake me in the mornin~ Aucl bring me 'round n nice hot c~np of tea I~iss me good-night Rergeaut-Major Sergeant-Major be a mother to me.
74.-ROLL OUT THE BARREL
noll out the Army, shine np your bayonet and ::nn, Roll out the :\favy ~rou'll soon haYe the Subs on the
run. Roll up your sleeves boys and swing .along "-ith a
cheer '!'hen we'll soon ro11 up olrl I-utleJ· 'came the ~a·~g·s
all hlo're.
Roll out you work<'l's tnrn ont t:he gnus and tlle
shell, Roll out thE' airplanes then we can ~d\'e 111:1er
h---Roll altogether 'rithout the !east bit of fear, And we'll ull soon be in Bel"lin when the gan:'rs all
'here.
75.-I DON'T WANT TO MARCH WITH THE INFANTRY
(Tnne "The Olcl Gray Mare")
T d 0 11 't 'rant 1o man·h 11·i1h t '.e in fa ntry • I
'Jllnt:lt ,-,· ith t~JC' f11fantry, m:lreh with the I.utfntry, r clol1't want to l11Hl'Ch "ith the Tnfnntry,
I'm in the King's NaYee.
I'm in the King's ::\T.avee I'm in the King· 's ::\Tavee; I don't want to march witl1 the Tnf1mtn . .
I 'm in the King's Navee.
I don't want to ride with thf' Cavalrv . : Ride with the Cavalry, ride with the C.a.nlry; T rlon 't want to ride with the Cavalrv ..
T'm in the Kin~'s Navee.
1 d&u 1t want te MlOot with the Battery, Shoot with the Battery, shoot witihl the BattM"y; I don't want to shoot with the Battery,
I'm in the King's N.avee.
I don't want to fly over Germany, Fly over Germany, fly over Germany; I don't want to fly over Germany,
I'm in the King's Navee.
I don't want to march with the Infantry, Ridt witJh the Cavalry, shoot with the Battery; I dQn 't want to fly over Germany,
I'm in the King 's Navee.
78.-MADEMOISELLE FROM ARMENTIEltES Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
"Parley voo,'' Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
"Parley voo," Mademoiselle from Armentieee-s, She hasn't been kissed for twenty yeara,
Inky, Pinky, "Parley voo."
Father, have you any good wine? "Parley voo,"
F.ather, have you any good wine 1 "Parley voo,"
Father, have you any good wine, Fit for a soLdier of the line Y
Inky, Pinky, "Parley voo."
Daughter, I !have very good wine. "Parley voo,"
Daughter, I lhave very good wine, "Parley voo,"
Daughter, I have very good wine, Fit for a soldier of the line,
Inky, Pinky, "Parley voo."
77.-I'VE LOST MY RIFLE AND BAYON!.f (Air:-"Since I Lost You")
I've lost my way to the trenches, I've lost my Ross rifle too. I've lost my Maconachie rations Also my new pull-through. I've lost the blankets you gave me To last me the wlhole winter through 1 've lost my hold-all and now I've got blow-~~.11 Since I've lost you.
78.-WE'LL NEVER LET THE OLD FLAG FALL We'll never let the old &g fall, For we love it the best of all, We don't want to fi:ht to shew our mi,h t,
But w.hen we start we '11 fight, fight, fight. In peace or war you'll hear us sing. Gocl save the flag, God save the king! At the ends of the world, the flag unfurled: We'll never let the old flag fall!
7fL-TAKE ME BACK TO DEAR OLD BLIGHTY
1'ake me ba,ck to dear old blighty, Put me on the train for London T,own,
1'ake me over there and drop me an?where, Liverpool, Leeds, or Birming'h.am,
Well, I don't care. I should like to see my best girl,
Cuddling up again we soon will be, Ti-Tiddley-Hi-Ti, take me back to Blighty.
Blighty is the place for me.
80.-KEEP THE HOME FIRES BURNING
Keep the home fires burning, ·while your hearts are yearning, Though. your lads are far aw.ay, They dream of Home; There 's a silver lining Throug.h the dark cloud shining Turn the dark clond inside out Till the boys come home.
81.-GOOD-BYE-EE Good-bye-ee! Good~bye-ee! Wipe tlhe tear, B.aby Dear, from your eye-ee! 'Though it's hard to part, I know, I '11 be tickled to
death to go! Don't cry-ee! Don't sigh-ee! There's a silver lining in the sky-ee! Bonsoir, Old Thing! Cheerio! Chin-chin! N ah Poo ! Toodle-oo ! Good-Bye-ee!
82.-0H! OH! OH! IT'S A LOVELY WAR
Oh! Oh! Oh ! it's a l,ovely war, Who wouldn't be a soldier eh T Oh! it's a shame to t.ake the pay As soon as ''reveille'' has gone We feel just as !heavy as lead But. we never get up till tlhe sergeant brings Our breakfast up to bed. Oh! Oh! Oh ! it's .a lovely war, What do we want with eggs and ham When we've got plum and apple jam t Form fours! right turn! How shall we spend tlhe money we earn? Oh! Oh! Oh! it's a lovely w.ar.
83.-TILL THE LIGHTS OF LONDON SHINE
l11or a while we must purL but remember me, S\\·cctheart,
'l'ill the lig-ht~ of London shine again; A.nd ,v\hjle I'm "oYer there'' think of me in evot·y
prayer 'l'ill the lights of London shine again! l'll keep your pictme near me- .~t tcmler souvenir~ ow, hold me close and lci-.:s mr-nncl ma~' Oocl blE'&'-
you, Dear; Don't cry while I'm gonr- wrm· n smile ancl carry
on Till the lights of London shine again!
84.-MARCHING TOGETHER
1\Iarcb:ing together, Sing a song to cheer the way;
Marching together Always ready for the fray. So let your voices ring As Newfoundlanders sing : Never give in ! Rtiek out your chin ! Yonr figllting for the King!
Marcl1ing togctlb er, '\V e have ans·werccl Britain 'p, call;
True pals forever, All for one and one for all.
85.-WHEN THE LIGHTS GO ON AGAIN (Oopyright-u~Secl by sper•ial permission of Camp-
bell, Loft and Pnrgie, I11c .. New York, N.Y.)
When the lights go on ag,::tin all over the world, And the bo.vs co1;w l1omc again from over the world, And rain or ·sno\\' is all that ma:v fall from the sldes
above, A kiss 11011 't mran gooclbye, but hello to love. \\'hen the li ght~ go on .again, all over the world, Ancl the sl1 ips all ,<:ail again all over the world, Then t ,here '11 lre timr for things like 1redding rings.
And free hearts will Ring, When the lights go on again, all over the world.
86.-I LEFT MY HEART AT THE STAGE DOOR CANTEEN
(Copyright 1942 'This is the Army, Inc.' Used by special permission.)
I left m:-· hc.art at the Stage Door Canteen, I left it there with a girl named Eileen. I kept her serving douglmuts till all she had were
gone, I eat there dunking doughnuts till she cauglht em.
I mu ·t go back to the army routine, .And every tlonghboy knows what that will me.lm, _A,. soldier boy without a heart, 'hns two strikes on
him from the start, And m~,. heart's at the Slage Door Canteen.
87.- MA, I MISS YOUR APPLE PIE (Copyl'ight J9-H-Loeb-Eiss~~uer, Inc. Used by
spceial permission)
Mn, I miss your apple pir, ::\Ia, I mi<>s your stew. Ma. they're treating me all right Bnt thP~· can't cook like you. Oh! Ma, nobod)r 's spoiling me. Like you used to do. Thc~r won't lrt me st<ly in becl nntil noon. At 5.45 the? pl.a~· me a tune. Oh! Ma, T miss ~·our apple pie By the way I miss you too.
88.-ALOUETTE Alouette, gentille alouette, Alouette, je t'y plumerai;
Alouette, gentille alouett0, Alouette je t'y plnmerai.
J e t 'y plumerai la tete, ,T e t 'y plumerai l.a tete, Je t'y plumerai les yeux, .Je t'y plnmcr<li les yeux, Je t'y plumerai le bee, J e t 'y plumerai le bee, .re t'y plmncnt.i le cou, J e t 'y plumerai le cou, J e t 'y plumera.i les niles, .J e t '~r plumerai les ailcs, .Te t':v plnmerai les pattes, Je t'y plumerai les pattes, .Te t'y plnmerai le~ clos, .re t 'y plnmerai le,o;; clos. .re t'5· plnmrrai l,'l qnrnr.
.r c• 1 '." plnm <'l'R i 1 n q n Pnc .
89.- CARRY ON ( Cop~Tight-Repl'oclured by permisHion Gonlou V.
Thompson Limited, 'roronto, Canada)
All pull togethf'r thru the storm~' weather, C~rry on! Carry on ! Cnrry on! Keep on tn'ing, keep tl1e o1cl. flag flying, Carn· on! Carry on! Carry on! The sun is s.hining aboYc the cloud:v sky, A silver lining will greet yon b~r and by. So. All pull together tll11'u the storm:v 'veathrr. On rr:v on ! Carr:v on ! Carry on !
90.-THE NAVY'S HERE (Copyright-Reproduced by permission of Gordon
V. Thompson Limited, Toronto, Canada)
'rhe Navy's here! here come the boys in blue Born to the seven seas, from China to Peru. 'rhc Navy's h rre! EngJ.and expects they say. True to the :.relson touch, his watch-\Yord ll\'es to
day. \Vho da1·es to threaten :B'ree(lom shall learn its
wro11g and why, For on be1h a lf of Freedom here's the Navy's stel'll
reply. 'rbe ~Jav~r's he1·e! here come the boys in blue, Sail on to Yictory, ·'The Navy"! Here's to you!
91.-HERE I GO TO TOKIO (Copyright 19-1:1 Pee1· Mu~ic Publishing Co. Inc.
Reproduced by kind permission of the copyright owners)
A' hoy ! .. t\.hoy! Well, here I go to 'l'o kio, Said Baruacle Bill, the Sailor, 'l'o whip the dirty "so and so'', said Barnacle Bill. the Sailor. 'l'hey gave me a leaye to come ashol'e, 'l'o see a gall I had here before, Anct. here I am right at .her door, Said Barnacle Bill, tl1e Sailor.
CHORUS: (1\'Iaicl) Who's that knocking at mydoor? Wl1o \; that knocking at mydoor? I think I've heard that knock before, Cried the f.air young maiden.
(Bill) Say, maybe she's waiting for some otlher bloke, ~aict. Barne~de Bill, the Sailor. If I catc'h him here his neck 1l get broke, Said B.nmarlP Bill, the Sailor. Come o]H'll this cloor, it's only me, \Yho dirl ~Tnl1 think it was goin' to be? Aw. quit jumpin' rotmd like a dog wit•h a flea, :::Jairl Bamarle Bill, the Sailor.
92.- 'TIL REVEILLE (Copyrigh1 1941 Meloc1~r Lane Publications Inc.
RrpJ·ocluecd by kind pe1·mission o£ tJhc copyright owners.)
From "Taps·' 'til reveille I dream the whole night through. E.::tch night 'til I hear Reveille, I clream my dear, o£ yon, I 11ave your face before me, The moment we're apart.
From "'l'aps" 'til I hear ReYeillQ, I dream of yon. Swe0theart.
93.-DER FUEHRER'S FACE (Cop~·rig-ltt 1942 by Southern ~~1u)lic Publi~hing Co.,
~ew Yol'k. Re]il·otlu<"ed by kind pennisRion o£ the copy1 ight owners.)
Iss ve not Llet Supcrmen1 Aryan pure, Bupel'men? Ya! ve iss der Sup0nne11, Super,, Dup0r, Supermen! Iss cler nntsy land t;O goot, Vould you leave it if you could? Ya! dis nutsy land is good, Ve Youlcl lt>nve i1 if ve C'onld!
Ve bring cler vorlclnew order, Heil Ilillei·'s vorlc1 'New Order!' Every one of Foreign ral'e Vill lnff uer Fuehrer's Face, Ven ve bring to Ller vorlcl dis order.
Ven der Fuehrer sa)'S "Ve iss dcr :\Vtster Race," Ve Ueil! IIeil! Right in Dcr Fne·brer's I''acQ Not tno luff der Fnehrcr Iss a great dl-.,:graee, So ve Heil ! Heil ! Right in Dl'r Fue·hrel'\s Face.
So ve Heil! Heil! Right in Der Fuchrl'r'x Face. Heil!
94.-WALTZING MATILDA (Copy1·ight. Reproduced by kinrl permission of Carl
Fisc!h£'r, Inc., N0w Yorlc)
Om·e a jolly swag-mnn campe(1 hy ,a billabong Undel' thl' shi!.c1C' of n konlihah tl'c>C And hl' Rang ns he wah•hNl .fl11<1 wai1ec1 till his billy
boiled "You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me."
Down camC' <1 jumbul'k to tll'ink at the bill.::tbong Up jumped t'11C' tl\\'Hgmnn lllH1 grabbed hilll with
glee Ancl he Rl'\11!.2: as he <.;tnwrr1 that jnmhuck in hi3
t.ue ker-bag "You'll come n-waltzhtg Matilda \\'ith me."
Up rode the squatter mounted on his thoronghbrec1 Up roc1e tij1e troopers, one, two, three, · "Where's that jolly jumbnck you've got in your
tucker-bag? You'll rome a-waltzing Matilcl,a with me."
Up jumpect. the swagm:m and sprang into the billa
bong
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"You'll never take me alive", s.aid he. And his ghost may be !heard as you paslii by flu
billa.bong "You'll come a-waltzing Matild.a w·ith me."
CHORUS: (after each Yerse) Waltzing Matilda, \Valtzing Matilda, You'll come a-waltzing :\Iatilda 'Yith me. (followec1 by the third ancl fourth line>& e-f Vhl verse.)
SACRED SONGS 95.-0 GOD OUR HELP IN AGES PAST
0 God, our help in ages past, Our hope for year: to c.ome,
Our shelter from the storm.v blast, And our eternal home.
Under the shadow of 'rhy throne 'rhy saints have dwelt secure;
Suffieient i Thine .arm alone And our defence is sure.
Before the hills in onler stood, Or eartll rE>ceiYed her frame,
For everlasl'ing- Thou art Gocl, To endless years the same.
0 God, our help in ages past, Our ib ope for years to ·come,
Be Thou our gu.~.rr1 while troubles last, And our eternal home.
96.-F AITH OF OUR FATHERS
Faith of our fathers! living still In 8pite of dungeon, fire and sword ; 0 how our hearts beat hig~h with joy \¥hene'er \Ye hear that glorious word.
Faith of our fathers! holy faith! We will be true to Thee 'til death.
Our fathers, chain 'd in prisons dark,
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Were still in heart and conscience free; IIow sweet \\'Onld be their cihildren 's faith. If they like them couM die for Thee!
Faith of our fathers! we will love Both friend and foe in a.ll our strife; And pre.ach Thee too, m; love knows 'ho,v By kindly WOJ'ds and virtuous life.
97.-0NWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS
Onward! Christian soldierR Mar.ching as to war, With the cross of Jesus, Going on before. Christ, tih.e royal Ma~>tt!r, Leads .against the foe; Forward into battle, See Hi6 banners ~o.
CEIORUS:
Onward! Christian soldien;;,
Manhing as to war, With the cross of ,J esl1!1,
Goin~ on before.
Ai the sign of triumph Satan's host dot'h flee; On then, Christian soldier~. On to Vietory! HeH 's foundations quiver. At the shout of praise; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems raise.
CHORUS:
Onward then, ye people! Join our happy tthrong; Blend with oun:; ~rom· voirl'l'i
In the triumph song, ''Glory, laud and honour Unto Christ the King!'' This through countless .a:e11 Men and angels sing.
CHORUS:
98.-FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT
Fight the good fight witlh all thy might, Christ is thy strength and Christ thy ri:ht.
Lay 1h.old on life, and it shall be Thy joy .and cro·wn eternally.
Run the straight race through God '11 good rrace, Lift up thine eyes, and seek his face;
Life with its way before us lies, Christ is the path. and Christ the prize.
~,aint not, nor fear, 'his arms are near, He ch.angeth not, and thou art dear;
Only believe, and thou shalt see Tlult Christ is all in aU te thee.
99.-ABIDE WITH .ME
Abirle witth me! fa'Jt f.alll"' th~ eYent/Lle, 'rhe darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, 0 abide with me!
Swi!t to ! ts close ebb:-:; out life's little dar, Earth's joy. grow d:m, it's glories ])a~-;s away: Change and decay in .all a1·ound I see : 0 Thou "·ho changest not abide with me !
100.-GLORY! GLORY! HALLELUJAH!
Mine eyes hav0 seen the glory of the coming of the
LOl'd: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of
wrath .are stored; lie ·hath loos 'd the fateful lightniug of His terrible
~wift sword. His huth is marching 011.
CHORC8: Glor.r! glory! Hallelujah! Glory!
glory! Hallelujah ! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! His
truth is ma1•ching on.
I have ~een Him in the watehfire-'> of a hundrecl circling eamps;
They have builded Ilim .an altar ill the evening
clews and damps; I C'an read His rightE'ons senteut·t" by the dim a.ncl
flaring lamps. His clay is m.a.rchh1g on.
He has sounuecl forth the trumpet N1at shall never call retreat;
HE> i~ sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment seat,
Oh, be swift, m~· soul, to anS\\'t'l' Him! be jubilant
my feet I Onl' Oocl i<; marching on.
ln the beauty of the lil!es Christ \\'as born across
1 he sea. With a glon in his bo;;;>m that transfigures you
and me; A~ He diecl to make men holy, let us die to mak('
men free, While Ood i~ marching- 011.
-W. Steffe.
101.-0 OOME, ALL YE FAITHFUL
0 come, all ye faithful, .Joyful and triumphant, 0 come ye, 0 come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold Him, born the Kin~r of ..t.•:el~; 0 come, let us adore Him, 0 come, let ws aclore Him, 0 come, let us adore IIim, Christ the Lord.
Yea, fJord we greet 'Phe~. Bom this happy morning, Jesus, to Thee be glory giYen. Word of the F ather, now in flesh appeariJt: ; 0 come, let us adore Him, 0 come, let U':i ado1·e Him. 0 come, let us .adore Him, Christ the IJorcl.
1'02.- LEAD KINDLY LIGHT
Lead kindly I1iglit, amid tJhe encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on;
'l'he nig·ht i1'i dark, and I .rlm far hom home, Lead 'l'hou me on;
Keep 'l'hou my feet; I do not ask to see, 'l'he distant scene, one step enough for me.
I was uot ever t'hus, nor prayer that 'l'hou Should 'st lead me on;
I loved to choose .and . ee my path; but now Lead Thou me on;
l loved the garish c1ay, nnd, spite of fears, Pride l'Ulcd my will: rNncmbct· uot past years.
'o long 'l'hy power Jwth bl0~: t me, sure it still Will lead mr on
0 'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent till 'Phc night is gone;
And with the mom thoHe angel faces smile, Which I have loYeu long &.iucC', and lost awhile.
103.-ROOK OF AGES
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide mysel:C in Thee; Let he 'rater and the blood,
/ From Thy riven side which flowed, Be o£ .;in the double cure; Clearse me from its guilt and po,,.er.
Nothing in my h.an<l I bring; Simply to rrhy cross I cling ; Naked, come to rrhee for dr&%; Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly, ·wash me Saviour, or I die.
While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, ·when I so.ar throug{h. tracts unknown, See 'l'hee on Thy judgment-tln·one; Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee.
104.-ETERNAL FATHER
Eternal Fathc:r, ·strong to ~ave, vVhose arm ha11h bound the restless wave, Who bidd. 'st the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep; 0 hear us when 11e cry to Thee For tlhose in peril on the se.a.
0 Trinity of love aud peace, Our brethren shield in danger's hour; From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe 'er they go; Thus evermore shall rise to Thee Glacl Hymns of praise from land .and sea.
105.-JESUS, SA VIOUS, PILOT ME
Jesus, Sa vi our, pilot me, Over life's tempestuous sea; Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rock and trea~hm·ous shoal; Ch.art ana compass come from rrhee, ,Jesus. Saviour, pilot me.
When at last I near the shore, And the fearful breakers ·roar, 'T,vizt me and the peaceful restThen, while le.aning on 11hy breast, 1\iay I hear Thee sa~' to me, "Fear not, I will pilot thee".
106.-STAND UP, STAND UP FOR JESUS
Stand up, stand up for Jesus, Y e soldiers of the ~ross; Ljft high His royal banner, It must not suffer loss : From victory unto victory, His army He sh.all lead, Till every foe is vnnquisihed, .And Christ is Lol'cl indeed.
Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 'l'he trumpet call obey; Forth to the mighty ·conflict In this His glorious clay. Ye that are men, now serve Him Against unmunberecl foes; Your ·cour.a.ge rise with O.anger, And strength to strengtlh nppose.
Stand up, stand up for Jesus, Th·J strife will not be long; 'rhis day th£ noise of battle The next the victor's song: To him t!h.at over.cometh A crown of life shall be ; He with the King of Glory, Shall reign eternally.
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