At Seven, Seventeen And Seventy 1917

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 14 Sept 2007
2007

My daddy had three sweethearts
and he loves them all today.
Within his heart are pictures of the three;
one's a child of seven,
one's a maid of seventeen,
the third is mother just turned seventy:
Now daddy loves my mother
and the girls that used to be,
for they are all the same sweet girl, you see:

For at seven, seventeen and seventy
daddy loved the same sweet girl,
at seven she was the little girlie next door.
The girlie he'd rob the apple orchard for,
and at seventeen she was a wonderful dream,
how she set his heart a whirl,
and at seventy he loves the memory
of the beautiful girl who used to be,
for at seven, seventeen and seventy
daddy loved the same sweet girl.

For at seven, seventeen and seventy
daddy loved the same sweet girl,
at seven she was the little girlie next door.
The girlie he'd rob the apple orchard for,
and at seventeen she was a wonderful dream,
how she set his heart a whirl,
and at seventy he loves the memory
of the beautiful girl who used to be,
for at seven, seventeen and seventy
daddy loved the same sweet girl.

I keep the faded tintypes
of these girls of long ago,
beside the picture of my mother dear;
these three pictures tell me
of a love so wonderful,
a love that cheered my daddy year by year;
but daddy is a lucky man
when all is said and done,
to capture three such loving hearts in one.

For at seven, seventeen and seventy
daddy loved the same sweet girl,
at seven she was the little girlie next door.
The girlie he'd rob the apple orchard for,
and at seventeen she was a wonderful dream,
how she set his heart a whirl,
and at seventy he loves the memory
of the beautiful girl who used to be,
for at seven, seventeen and seventy
daddy loved the same sweet girl.

For at seven, seventeen and seventy
daddy loved the same sweet girl,
at seven she was the little girlie next door.
The girlie he'd rob the apple orchard for,
and at seventeen she was a wonderful dream,
how she set his heart a whirl,
and at seventy he loves the memory
of the beautiful girl who used to be,
for at seven, seventeen and seventy
daddy loved the same sweet girl.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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At Seven, Seventeen And Seventy 1917
Music by Abe Oleman
Lyrics by Raymond Egan
© MCMXVII by Forster Music Pub.Inc.  Chicago
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 13 September 2007 at 11.55pm
in association with Doug Grierson
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