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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.

Dreaming Of You

Dreaming Of You

Year 1921

Words by Laura Barker

George W. Smith
158 Franklin Ave.
Oskkash, Wisconsin

  First Verse
As I sit alone tonight dear, I dream of days gone by, I'm wondering if you love me yet From my heart there comes a sigh, I seem to feel your presence, dear, And see those eyes of blue, Their pleading gaze I still can see While dreamin, dear, of you.

Second Verse
I see you once again dear, As I did when we were wed, I hear that wondrous music now and those old, old words you said, "I'll love and honor and protect, Until us death does part, The years have flown, now I'm alone, Alone with a broken heart.

Chorus
You're just the same sweet boy to me You were in days of yore, I love you yet, I can't forget, I'm dreaming o'er and o'er, I seem to see the old oak tree, Where we made our vows so true, I'm dreaming of the one I love And that one is always you.

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You Know What I Mean

You Know What I Mean

Year 1919

Words by Alfred Dubin
Music by Fred Rath

M. Witmark and Sons
New York

  First Verse
I've been dreaming, I've been dreaming; I've been scheming too, I hope my dreams come true, It all depends on you; I'm suspecting, I'm suspecting, That your eyes have seen, There's something wrong with me, And you know what I mean!

Second Verse
When we're married, when we're married, We'll go down to Cook's, Look through their tourist books, And pick some shady nooks; Then we'll visit those exquisite, Tropic Island scenes, The kind you read about, In all the magazines!

Chorus
Oh I'm just crazy 'bout your kisses, honey, You know what I mean, For when your lips meet mine, I feel so funny, You know what I mean. You're just a dream of lovliness, You surely know just how to dress, You play and sing, and everything, So different from the rest: I'd like to hear the preacher say that we are, You know what I mean, And in a year or so we both may have a little Ford machine, We'll find a little cottage where the roses bloom, With a parlor and a kitchen and a dining room, And a room upstairs, Where we'll say our pray'rs, Oh, you know what I mean.

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While You're Away Pack Up Your Cares in a Bundle of Joy

While You're Away Pack Up Your Cares in a Bundle of Joy

Year 1918

By L. Wolfe Gilbert and Anatole Friedland

Gilbert and Friedland Music Publishers
232 W. 46th St.
New York City

  First Verse
His furlough time was over, he was told to say goodbye And though his heart was staunch and true A tear drop dimmed his eye His little mother by his side she smiled to hide her pain, And whispered softly let's be brave, Your tear drop is in vain.

Second Verse
As brave as any soldier is the mother of her son Her golden soul has done it's share In every vict'ry won In years gone by and those to be, the soldier can recall, The message from his mother dear, He treasures more than all.

Chorus
While you're away While you're away I'll keep the lovelight bright, So at night it will light, your way, dear, Just think of me wheree'er you'll be I'll do my share, and bear, for someday While you're away You'll write and say Our work is done and I am sailing homeward today Pack up your cares in a bundle of joy I'll wait for you till it's over my boy May God bless you while you're away.

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When The Bees Make Honey Down In Sunny Alabam'

When The Bees Make Honey Down In Sunny Alabam'

Year 1919

Words by Sam M. Lewis and Joe Young
Music by Walter Donaldson

Waterson Berlin Synder and Co.
Strand Theatre Bldg.
New York

  First Verse
I just feel like telling the world I'm happy and gay; I just feel like telling you why I'm feeling that way; This is just the time of the year when bees start to buzz, And I've got a bee in my bonnet, simply because:

Second Verse
I will be the busiest bee that you ever knew; Sipping honey all thro' the day that's just what I'll do; When the bees are buzzin' away near some Rosemary, How I love to bumble around just take it from me.

Chorus
When the bees make honey down in sunny Alabam', That's when I said, I'd be sending a telegram; Down toa honey suckled home, Where my folks live all alone; They're like a pair of honey bees, In a honey comb. I'm gonna make a beeline straight for home, That's where I am, And I've a plan to buzz around with my honey lamb; Some Sunday afternoon, If I don't get stung, there'll be a honey moon, When the bees make honey, down in sunny, Oh! you Alabam.

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Sylvia

Sylvia

Year 1914

By Oley Speaks
  First Verse
Sylvia's hair is like the night, Touched with glancing starry beams; Such a face as drifts thro' dreams, This is Sylvia to the sight. And the touch of Sylvia's hand is as light as milkweed down, When the meads are golden brown And the autumn filles the land Silvia just the echoing Of her voice brings back to me, From the depths of memory, All the loviliness of spring Sylvia! Sylvia! Such a face as drifts thro' dreams, This is Sylvia to the sight.

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