SING ME THE ROSARY Lewis Now in the stillness of evening, Chorus: Sing me "The Rosary," I drift again to lands of bliss, The song that reached my heart. Used by permission. Words and music copyright by Columbia Record 1379 OLD UNCLE NED Dar was an old nigger, an' they called him Uncle Ned; He died long ago, long ago! He had no wool on de top of his head, In de place where de wool ought to grow. Chorus: Den lay down de shobble and de hoe, No more hard work for poor ole Ned, His fingers were long, like de cone in de brake, He had no teeth for to eat a hoe cake, So he had to let the hoe cake be! When Uncle Ned died, Massa take it berry bad, Ole Missus cry and she look'd bery sad, Columbia Record 5855 SING, SWEET BIRD Thornton Sing, sweet bird, and chase my sorrow, Hover still around his dwelling There is pleasure where thou art: While the tale of love thou'rt telling, Šing, sweet bird, let me listen to thy strain. Morn and noon and dewy eve, Cheer a soul disconsolate. So shall time fond thoughts awaken, Joy once more shall live and reign, And the harp so long forsaken Yields its dulcet notes again, While thy tale of love thou'rt telling, Šing, sweet bird, let me listen to thy strain. Columbia Record 5882 SOFTLY NOW THE LIGHT OF DAY Softly now the light of day Free from care, from labor free, Lord, we would commune with Thee. Thou, whose all pervading eye Pardon each infirmity, Open fault and secret sin. Soon for us the light of day Then from sin and sorrow free, Columbia Record 1584 TELEPHONE RECONCILIATION Harwood Hello, hello, yes, I'm Major Danby; who is this speaking? It's me. Well, I don't know who "me" is. Who is it? Dick. I-I don't know you. Father! Dad! I want so much to speak to you. I fail to see any reason why you should wish to talk to me. I thought you understood that when we parted three years ago. We parted, as you know, forever. You are no son of mine. I don't know you; ring off. Dad, dad, just a minute. I want to tell you something. 1 must, please, dad, please. Understand, if you want me to give you money, you can save yourself the trouble of speaking. I don't want money, dad, I want-oh, I cannot tell you what I want. I want mother and you and the grip of your hand. In fact, you want me to kill the fatted calf. I thought so. I was lazy, dad, and I got in the wrong steps. I wouldn't work and wouldn't listen to you; but I did not do what you thought I had done. You tried to break your mother's heart. I never meant to. Good God! Never meant to! Then why did you forge that check? I didn't forge that check. Don't lie. Why, you confessed to me and I met the debt and paid the hush money to keep you out of prison, and now you say you didn't do it. It's preposterous. I did not forge that check! Oh, you're wasting my time and I wish never to see you again. I am going back to America on Saturday. I'm sorry, father. I'm not your father. Oh, nothing. I just heard that my father was in England TELEPHONE RECONCILIATION-Continued for a few days and I wanted to speak to him just once. I only wanted to say good-bye. Where are you going to the devil? No, to the Dardenelles. But it's the same thing. Oh, to the Dardenelles. What are you in? Your old regiment, Third battalion. Only a Tommy, but I may improve. I will try. My old regiment! Why didn't they give you a commission? They don't know who I am. Thank God! But, father, I did not forge that check. I have a letter here from Bob when he was down to the Bay, and he confesses everything. I knew he'd done it, but-oh, I knew he was engaged to Molly and I was fond of her, and being a scapegoat, I took the blame. I swear it, dad. My boy, my boy. Well, good-bye, father. No, no, don't ring off. I want to speak to you. Dick, can you ever forgive me? What for? For believing you were such a scoundrel. I was a rotter, dad, but I did draw the line at dishonesty. My boy, I cannot tell you how I feel to hear you say it. How is mother, is she all right? Quite. But how did you know she'd been ill? She wrote me. She's written you? Many times. Then that was her little secret from me. Well, I'm glad. Tell mother, dad, tell mother dear I'm going to do my duty and I feel at last like a man. Tell her, you bet I'll tell her. I wish she were here to wish you God speed and a safe return. And a strong heart? I will give her that for you. And you have my blessing, Dick. I know you will do the right thing. Fight a good fight, my son, with a steady hand and a stout heart. Remember, the eyes of God are on you. Heed no other. Thanks, dad, I will remember. Is there anything you want? No, dad, I'm leaving Charing Cross in about ten minutes. Good-bye. Good-bye, be damned. I'm coming around to see you! Columbia Record 5746 ONCE IN ROYAL DAVID'S CITY Gauntlett Once in royal David's city, He came down to earth from heaven, And His cradle was a stall. With the poor and mean and lowly And our eyes at last shall see Him, Not in that poor lowly stable, Amen. Edison Blue Amberol Record 2768 ONE KISS AND ALL IS O'ER The twilight shades are falling, And I've come to say good-bye, sweetheart, I'll never forget the day we had to part. Just a lingering_caress before I go; |