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29. MOTHER MACHREE.

(C.)

There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own;
There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known.
There's a place in my mem'ry, my life, that you fill,
No other can take it, no one ever will.
Sure, I love the dear silver that shines in your hair,
And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with

care. I kiss the dear fingers so toil-worn for me, Oh! God bless you and keep you, Mother Machree. (Used by permission of M. Witmark & Sons, publishers and owners of the copyright.)

30. A PERFECT DAY.

(A flat.) When you come to the end of a perfect day,

And you sit alone with your thought,
While the chimes ring out with a carol gay,

For the joy that the day has brought.
Do you think what the end of a perfect day

Can mean to a tired heart,
When the sun goes down with a flaming ray

And the dear friends have to part?
Well, this is the end of a perfect day,

Near the end of a journey, too;
But it leaves a thought that is big and strong

With a wish that is kind and true.
For mem'ry has painted this perfect day

With colors that never fade,
And we find at the end of a perfect day

The soul of a friend we've made.
(Used by permission of Carrie Jacobs Bond & Sons, publishers.)

31. THE SUNSHINE OF YOUR SMILE.

(E flat.)

Dear face, that holds so sweet a smile for me, Were you not mine, how dark the world would be! I know no light above that could replace Love's radiant sunshine in your dear, dear 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 the while

My world forever, the sunshine of your smile, (Used by permission of T. B. Harms & Francis, Day & Hunter.)'

32. MY HERO.

(D.)

Come! Come! I love you only,

My heart is true,
Come! Come! my life is lonely,

I long for you,
Come! Come! Naught can efface you,
My arms are aching now to embrace you,

Thou art divine !
Come! Come! I love you only,

Come, hero mine.
(Used by permission of Jerome II. Remick & Co.)

33. “ YAAKA HULA."

(A flat.)

I'm coming back to you, my Hula Lu.
Beside the sea at Waikiki I'll wait for you;
And once again you'll sway my heart away
With your Yaaka Hula, Hickey Dula tune.
(Used by permission of Waterson, Berlin & Snyder.)

34. “ALOHA OE."

(A fiat.) Aloha Oe, farwell to thee, Thou charming one who dwells among the bowers; One fond embrace before I now depart Until we meet again. (Used by permission of The John Franklin Music Co., New York.)

NOTE.—These two songs are to be sung simultaneously as a vocal combat.

35. TULIP AND ROSE.

(B flat.) When you wore a tulip, a sweet yellow tulip,

And I wore a big red rose; When you caressed me, it was then Heaven blessed

me What a blessing, no one knows. You made life cheery when you called me

dearie”; 'Twas down where the blue grass grows; Your lips were sweeter than julep when you wore a

tulip And I wore a big red rose. (Used by permission of Leo Feist, owners of copyright.)

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36. THEY MADE IT TWICE AS NICE AS PARADISE AND

THEY CALLED IT DIXIELAND.

(A PARODY.)
We're mighty proud that we are southern,

And mighty glad we are to know
That our fathers always did their part

In the days of long ago;
And now when world-wide war clouds gather

O'er the land of the brave and the free,
Keep your eagle” eye on Dixie,
And I'll tell you what you're bound to see:
When the bugle sounds the call to arms,

They will hear from Dixieland,
From all the offices and stores and farms,

They will come from Dixieland.
You can take this tip from me,
That the soul of “ Sixty-three,”
Will never be forgotten in the land of cotton,
By the sons of the men of Lee;
And you will see us rebels marching forth,

Arm in arm and breast to breast,
With all the gallant sons of the Yankee North,

And those from the East and West;
For we are hard to stop, and we're quick to

start,
When glory joins with duty in the Southern

heart,
Let anyone get gay with the U. S. A.
And the South will do her part.

37. GOOD MORNING, MR. ZIP-ZIP-ZIP.

Fort Niagara song. Good morning, Mr. Zip-Zip-Zip,

With your hair cut just as short as mine, Good moring, Mr. Zip-Zip-Zip,

You're surely looking fine. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, If the Camels don't get you, the Fatimas must; Good morning, Mr. Zip-Zip-Zip, With your hair cut just as short as, Your hair cut just as short as,

Hair cut just as short as mine.

38. WORDS TO THE ARMY TRUMPET CALLS.

(A flat.)

REVEILLE.

I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up,
I can't get 'em up in the morning;
I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up

at all.
Corp'rals worse than the privates;
Sergeants worse than the corporals;
Lieutenants worse than the sergeants,

An' the capt'ns worst of all.
Chorus: I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up, etc.

MESS CALL.

Soup-y, soup-y, without a single bean;
Pork-y, pork-y, pork, without a streak of lean;
Coffee, coffee, coffee, without any cream, (or, the

weakest ever seen.)

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