Songs of the Soldiers and Sailors, U.S.U.S. Government Printing Office, 1917 - 62 páginas |
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Página 26
... birds are singing , back home in Tennessee , There's a girl I love who waits on Lookout Mountain , with a mountain of love for me . ( Used by permission of Shapiro , Bernstein & Co. ) 29. MOTHER MACHREE . ( C. ) There's a spot 26 SONGS ...
... birds are singing , back home in Tennessee , There's a girl I love who waits on Lookout Mountain , with a mountain of love for me . ( Used by permission of Shapiro , Bernstein & Co. ) 29. MOTHER MACHREE . ( C. ) There's a spot 26 SONGS ...
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... birds make music all the day . The young folks roll on the little cabin floor , All merry , all happy and bright ; Bye and bye " Hard Times " door , comes a - knocking at the Then my old Kentucky home , good night . Weep no more , my ...
... birds make music all the day . The young folks roll on the little cabin floor , All merry , all happy and bright ; Bye and bye " Hard Times " door , comes a - knocking at the Then my old Kentucky home , good night . Weep no more , my ...
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... birds warble sweet in the spring- time , There's where the old darkey's heart has long'd to go . There's where I labored so hard for old Massa Day after day in the fields of yellow corn . No place on earth do I love more sincerely Than ...
... birds warble sweet in the spring- time , There's where the old darkey's heart has long'd to go . There's where I labored so hard for old Massa Day after day in the fields of yellow corn . No place on earth do I love more sincerely Than ...
Términos y frases comunes
ALOHA OE Annie Laurie auld lang syne back to old banner big red rose bless blue bonnie Annie boys brave breast Carrie Jacobs Bond Carry me back comrades Copyright cotton cry of freedom Darling dear Dixieland dreams ev'ry flat folks at home gentle voices calling girl I left Gleaming bright glory hair cut Holy hurrah Jack at sea Joan of Arc lads Li'l Liza Jane light Look love's old sweet morning MOTHER MACHREE Nancy Lee night ocean wave Old Black Joe old Kentucky home OLD OAKEN BUCKET old sweet song old Virginny perfect day Pork-y pull revels keep rolling deep sailor's star sailor's wife shining Shouting the battle Silver threads sing smile Soup-y star-spangled banner sun is low sweep thee There's Thou wife the sailor's winds their revels women must weep wore a big wore a tulip YAAKA HULA yeo-ho Zip-Zip-Zip
Pasajes populares
Página 9 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on.
Página 7 - 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 and bright stars, through the perilous fight. O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Página 9 - In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Página 48 - Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee: Holy, Holy, Holy! merciful and mighty! God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity!
Página 42 - I wish I was in de land ob cotton, Old times dar am not forgotten, Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land. In Dixie Land whar I was born in Early on one frosty mornin', Look away!
Página 9 - His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel: "As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My Grace shall deal"; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel, Since God is marching on.
Página 7 - And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. Oh ! say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave...
Página 46 - E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 2 Though, like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone ; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, — Nearer to Thee...
Página 49 - See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend; See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings, For thee Idume's spicy forests blow, And seeds of gold in Ophir's mountains glow.
Página 46 - Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide, The darkness deepens : Lord, with me abide ! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O, abide with me...