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Song lyrics printed in London from around 1898 to 1902
Title
[Song lyrics printed in London from around 1898 to 1902].
Published
[London : s.n., ca. 1898-1902]
Physical Description
3 pieces 51 x 76 cm., folded to 25 x 13 cm.
Notes
Three sheets without imprint or collective title, one printed on one side only and containing 12 songs, the other two printed on both sides and containing 24 songs.
Without music.
The 12-song sheet consists mostly of war songs from the Second Boer War. The first 24-song sheet includes one Boer War song, The Boers have got my daddy, and one, That pudding, which mentions the Boxers but otherwise the rest of the songs are love songs and comic songs. The second 24-song sheet includes two Boer War songs among its love and comic songs.
Format
Other
Language
English
Added to Catalog
September 07, 2012
Contents
[1] The bore o' Befnal Green
Only a bugler boy
Break the news to Mother
What Paddy gave the drum
Wait a week or two
Sons of our Empire
Bravo, Dublin Fusiliers, or, Ireland's reply
Sons of the sea
Good-by and God bless you, Jack
Girly-girly
What do you think of the Irish now?
Just as the sun went down.
[2] [side 1] Does it hurt you very much?
The Boers have got my daddy
Take your umbrella with you, John!
Our threepenny hop
We all had a finer in the pie
Sleep! Sleep! He's always got his eyes shut
The young man who worked at the milkshop
The lads in navy blue
A ha'porth of gold
Mother I love you
It was a sad, sad day for me
It's a fing I never interfere wiv! [side 2] She's my wife!
I can't tell why I love you but I do
That pudding
The horse the missis dries the clothes on
Once we were sweethearts
You can get a sweetheart any day (but not another mother)
Mary married a marquis
Because I love you
Are we to part like this, Bill?
A nice quiet day, or, The postman's holiday
A holiday on one pound ten
If your heart could only speak.
[3] [side 1] As your hair grows whiter
All along the rails
He calls me his own Grace darling!
You've got a long way to go!
When we are married
Break the news to Mother
My little octoroon
When I go out in the garden
She was happy till she met you
Take the lion's muzzle off!, or, Briton or Boer!
Another little patch of red!
Under the same flag. [side 2] The Lambeth walk
She is the belle of New York
It's hard to say good bye!
Just one girl
Dick Whittington and his cat
What ho! She bumps
That's why Smith left home!
Good-bye and God bless you, Jack
Soldiers in the park, or, Listen to the band
For old times sake
The soldiers of the Queen
Let me take yer home again.
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