Box Song-1
Container
Contains 79 Results:
Gee, but I'm lonesome for you, Caroline So lonesome pal-o'-mine without you
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 7, item: 8
Identifier: Item 8
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920
I'm always yearning for you Caroline Please soothe this aching heart of mine
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 7, item: 9
Identifier: Item 9
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920
But when our star of hope is shining then we'll see the silver lining, my broken hearted Sue I'm still in love with you.
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 5, item: 9
Identifier: Item 9
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920
That melody brings to my memory: Childhood days, wildwood days, days of long ago
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 5, item: 10
Identifier: Item 10
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920
Most any afternoon at five We'll be so glad we're both alive Then maybe fortune will complete her plan That all began with cocktails for two
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 7, item: 4
Identifier: Item 4
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920
You were all the world, and love was all that I knew, happiness is gone and smiles are few
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 5, item: 8
Identifier: Item 8
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920
Stanford; Where the rolling foothills rise, Up t'wards mountains higher where at eve the Coast Range lies, In the sunset fire, flushing deep and paling. Here we raise our voices hailing Thee our Alma Mater. From the foothills to the bay, it shall ring as we sing, It shall ring and float always- Hail Stanford Hail, Hail Stanford, Hail.
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 9, item: 7
Identifier: Item 7
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920
In the shade of the old apple tree Where the love in your eyes I could see. When the voice that I heard like the song of the bird, Seemed to whisper sweet music to me, I could hear the dull buzz of the bee, In the blossoms as you said to me, With a heart that is true, I'll be waiting for you, In the shade of the old apple tree.
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 9, item: 8
Identifier: Item 8
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920
My broken hearted Sue I'm coming back for you.
Item — Box: Song-1, Folder: 5, item: 24
Identifier: Item 24
Dates:
translation missing: en.enumerations.date_label.created: c. 1900-1920