WHAT D'YE MEAN, YOU LOST YOUR DOG? I've got a dog named Rover; here, Rover, come,Rover; He roams around all over, just home three times a day. I'll bet he hears me whistling; see the neighbors listening; What d'ye mean, you lost your dog, I hear the people say? Chorus: Has anybody here seen Rover? I'm lookin' for him now all over; He's a hunter's dog alright, keeps me hunting day and night, This is what I worry over; say, who put the "rove" in Rover? My whistle's getting dry, It seems as if I hear that mongrel whine; I should worry like a tree and have somebody trimming me; Where's that doggone, doggone dog of mine? I'm looking around all over; here, Rover, come, Rover; I got him up in Dover, one hundred miles away. Wait 'till he comes, I'll chain him, I'll train him, I'll brain him; What d'ye mean, you lost your dog, again I hear them say. Chorus: Has anybody here seen Rover, I'm looking for him now all over; He's a hunter's dog alright, keeps me hunting day and night; This is what I worry over; say, who put the "rove" in Rover? My whistle's getting dry, It seems as if I hear that mongrel whine; I should worry like a hen, scratch all day without a pen; Where's that doggone, doggone dog of mine? Chorus (repeat): Has anybody here seen Rover, I'm looking for him now all over; He's a hunter's dog alright, keeps me hunting day and night; This is what I worry over; say, who put the "rove" in Rover? My whistle's getting dry, It seems as if I hear that mongrel whine; I should worry like a bee, and have somebody stinging me; Where's that doggone, doggone dog of mine? Columbia Record 1419 Copyright and published by Daly Music Publishers, Inc., 665 Washington Str., Boston, Mass. TAKE BACK THE HEART Claribel Take back the heart that thou gavest Take back the freedom thou cravest, Take back the vows thou hast spoken, Leaving the sorrow for me. Then when at last overtaken, Time flings its fetters o'er thee, Edison Diamond Disc Record 80123 WHEN IT'S MOONLIGHT ON THE RIO GRANDE Oh, Mandy Lee, your smiling is haunting me, I'm going back to scenes that used to be, Chorus: When it's moonlight on the Rio Grande, If the moonlight brings you, love to me. I'll be coming back to claim your hand, WHEN IT'S MOONLIGHT ON THE RIO GRANDE-Cont. Oh, Mandy, there's joy for you and me, Beside the stream, where we could dream Used by permission. Words and music copyright, 1915, by WHEN I'M GONE YOU'LL SOON FORGET When I'm gone you'll soon forget me, You regret the day you met me, You have often told me so. Once your heart was in my keeping— Far away I'll soon be sleeping, When I'm gone you'll soon forget. Refrain: When I'm gone you'll soon forget me, I will leave you in life's morning, Once love's light was brightly burning In our hearts there was no yearning, I will leave you now, forever, When I'm gone you'll soon forget. Edison Blue Amberol Record 2600 Copyright, 1911. Full words and music from WHAT'S THE USE OF LIVING WITHOUT LOVE Don't you sometimes ponder There is something that you miss? And don't you fancy and wonder Just to know what that something is? When evening shades are falling, And when the stars appear Ah! then you know for what you're longing; Chorus: What's the use of lips worth kissing, What the use of living without love? Pathe Record 10076 Used by permission. Words and music copyrighted, 1916, by Frank K. Root & Co., Chicago, Ill. WHEN I SURVEY THE WONDROUS CROSS When I survey the wondrous cross Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Did ever such love and sorrow meet, Were the whole realm of Nature mine, Love, so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. Edison Blue Amberol Record 23023 SOMEBODY CARES Somebody knows when your heart aches Somebody cares when you're tempted, And He'll drive the gloom from your night. Somebody loves you when weary, He watches you-one of the throng. Copyright, 1910, H. A. Rodeheaver. Words and music from Victor Record 17989 WHEN JOHNNY COMES MARCHING HOME Lambert When Johnny comes marching home again, We'll give him a hearty welcome then, The men will cheer, the boys will shout, Chorus: And we'll all feel gay, When Johnny comes marching home. |