69—WHEN I LEAVE THE WORLD BEHIND
I'll leave the sunshine to the flowers,
I'll leave the springtime to the trees,
And to the old folks I'll leave the mem'ries
Of a baby upon their knees.
I'll leave the night-time to the dreamers
I'll leave the song-birds to the blind
I'll leave the moon above to those in love,
When I leave the world behind,
When I leave the world behind.
70—SING, SING! WHY SHOULDN'T WE SING?
Sing, sing, why shouldn't we sing?
Tho' days are dreary, let us be cheery,
Sing, sing! let melody flow,
For are the "Home Fires" out yet?
No, No, No, Sing, sing! why shouldn't we sing?
For there's one thing we never should forget;
Old John Bull is still alive and kicking
And we have'nt pull'd the blinds down yet:
71—UNDERNEATH THE STARS
In the garden crimson poppies are sleeping,
Thro' the grape-vines fairy spirits are peeping
Dearest, come, 'tis time our tryst we are keeping,
Underneath the stars, my love.
72—GOOD-BYE-EE!
Good-bye-ee good-bye-ee! Wipe the tear, baby dear, from your eye-ee,
Tho' it's hard to part I know, I'll be tickled to death to go,
Dont cry-ee don't sigh-ee! There's a silver lining in the sky-ee,
Bon-soir, old thing! cheerio! chin-chin! Nah-poo! Too-dle-oo
Good-bye-ee! good-bye-ee.
73—WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE?
"Where do we go from here, boys, Where do we go from here?
Any where from Leicester Square, as far as Greenwich pier."
When Pat would spy a pretty girl, he'd whisper in her ear,
"Oh, Joy! Oh, Boy! Where do we go from here?
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