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Halcyon Days Music contains a collection of Early American Music and Vintage Songs from the early 1900s, 1910s and 1920s.

Our archive of vintage music contains a wide assortment of Early American Music and Popular Songs in MIDI music format which you can download and listen to on your computer at home. Each vintage song is accompanied with its vintage sheet music cover and music lyrics.

Over There

Over There

Year 1918

Words and Music by George M. Cohan

Leo Feist Inc.
Feist Building
New York

  First Verse
Johnnie get your gun, get you gun, get your gun, Take it on the run, on the run, on the run, Hear them calling you and me; Every son of Liberty Hurry right away, no delay, go today, Make your daddy glad to have had such a lad Tell your sweetheart not to pine, To be proud her boy's in line.

Second Verse
Johnnie get your gun, get you gun, get your gun, Johnnie show the Hun, you're a Son-of-a-Gun, Hoist the flag and let her fly Like true heros do or die Pack your little kit, show your grit, do your bit, Soldiers to the ranks from the towns and the tanks, Make your Mother proud of you and to Liberty be true.

Chorus
Over There, Over There Send the word, send the word, Over There That the Yanks are coming, The Yanks are coming, The drums rum tumming everywhere So prepare, Say a Prayer Send the word, Send the word to beware We'll be over, we're coming over. And we won't be back till it's over over there!

Chorus 2
Over There, Over There Send the word, send the word, Over There That the Yanks are coming, The Yanks are coming, The drums rum tumming everywhere So prepare, Say a Prayer Send the word, Send the word to beware We'll be over, we're coming over.

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Where Do We Go From Here

Where Do We Go From Here

Year 1917

By Howard John and Percy Wenrich

Leo Feist Inc.
Feist Building
New York

  First Verse
Paddy Mack drove a hack Up and down Broadway, Pat had one expression and he'd use it every day; Any time he'd grab a fare, to take them for a ride, Paddy Jumped upon the seat, cracked his whip and cried.

Second Verse
One fine day on Broadway, Pat was driving fast, When the street was blown to pieces by a subway blast; Down the hole poor Paddy went, a thinkin' of his past, Then he says, says he, I think these words will be my last:

Third Verse
First of all, at the call, When the war began, Pat enlisted in the army as a fighting man; When the drills began, they'd walk a hundred miles a day, Tho the rest got tired, Paddy always used to say:

Chorus
Where do we go from here boys, Where do go from here? Anywhere from Harlem to a Jersey City pier;" When Pat would spy a pretty girl, he'd whisper in her ear, "Oh joy, Oh boy, Where do we go from here?"

Chorus 2
Where do we go from here boys, Where do go from here? Paddy's neck was in the wreck but still he had nor fear; He saw a dead man next to him and whispered in his ear, "Oh joy, Oh boy, Where do we go from here?"

Chorus 3
Where do we go from here boys, Where do go from here? Slip a pill to Kaiser Bill and make him shed a tear; And when we see the enemy we'll shoot in the rear, "Oh joy, Oh boy, Where do we go from here?"

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I Have Come To Say Goodbye

I Have Come To Say Goodbye

Year 1917

Words and Music by Andrew Carp

Illustrated M. Ormiston

Andrew J. Sittig
Ilion, New York

  First Verse
I have come to say good bye, Mary, darling. For America, I sure must do my part. Now be brave and do not cry, Mary, darling. Though this paring almost breaks your heart, I know you will be lonely, Mary darling. I know that you will never cease to care My thoughts will ever be of you, dear, When I'm in the trenches over there.

Second Verse
Tis for freedoms cause, this strife, Mary, darling For our liberty, On land and on the sea. I would gladly give my life, Mary, darling. Fighting for the world's democracy, With conscience right I'm ready, Mary darling. When duty calls a soldier must obey And if I am spared I'll return, dear, Back to the good old U.S.A.

Chorus
At evening I'll lie a-dreaming Dreaming of thee When o'er the sea, In fancy I'll see you waiting, Waiting at home, sweet home for me.

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Oh, Moon Of The Summer Night (Tell My Mother Her Boy's All Right)

Oh, Moon Of The Summer Night (Tell My Mother Her Boy's All Right)

Year 1918

By Allan J. Flynn

Illustration Starmer

Al. Piantadosi and Co. Inc
Astor Theatre Building
New York City

  First Verse
Over There, The silvry moon was shining, Over There, A soldier boy while pining, To the moon pleaded, And if it heeded, This is what it heard him say, Oh!

Second Verse
Over There, The night was dark and dreary, Over There, Two loving hearts were weary, Sweetheart and mother, Asking each other, Will our Soldier boy return, Oh!

Chorus
Moon, of the summer night, Your silvry beams bring me dreams, of the loved ones way back home, Could you only tell them all, That I'm safe tonight, How it would cheer up the loved ones far across the foam, Over yonder in the golden west, My mother's praying, And the little girl I love the best, Is praying too, So I'm asking you, Oh! Moon. Won't you send your light, And tell my mother for me, cross the sea, Her boy's alright.

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When Yankee Doodle Learns To Parlez Vous Francais

When Yankee Doodle Learns To Parlez Vous Francais

Year 1917

Words by Will Hart
Music by Ed. Nelson

A.J. Stasny Music Co.
56 W. 45th St.
New York City

  First Verse
When Yankee Doodle came to Paris town Upon his face he wore a little frown To those he'd meet upon the street, he ciouldn't speak a word, To find a Miss that he could kiss it seemed to be absurd. But if this Yankee should stay there awhile Upon his face you're bound to see a smile.

Second Verse
Soon Yankee Doodle he left Paris town, Upon his face there was a coat of brown, For every man of Uncle Sam was fighting in a trench, Between each shell, they learned quite well to speak a little French. When Yankee Doodle gets back to Paree, He'll break a million hearts take it from me.

Chorus
When Yankee Doodle learns to Parlez vous Francais Parlez vous Francais, in the proper way, He will call each girlie "Ma Cherie", To every Miss that wants a kiss he'll saw Wee, Wee On Ze Be, On Ze Bou, On Ze Boule, Boulevard, With a girl, with a curl, you can see him promenade When Yankee Doodle learns to Parlez vous Francais, "Oo La La, Sweet Papa" he will teach them all to say.

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