Be Still My Heart 1934

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 15 Jun 2005

Hear the song of the wind and the rain;
what a night what a mournful refrain!
Something tells me that my love no longer cares.
Listen!
can't you hear those footsteps on the stairs?

Be still, my heart!
I can tell who's knocking at my door;
love has come to say that we must part,
be still, my heart!
Just read those eyes
trembling lips that don't know where to start,
even though you know they're telling lies,
be still, my heart!
He hears the rumbling of a drum,
it bids him come, and he must go
he's leaving me and leaving you
for some one new,
and though we'll miss him so,
we'll never let him know.
Don't cry, my heart,
even though our love has gone away,
he'll be coming back to us some day,
be still, my heart!

Be still, my heart!
I can tell who's knocking at my door;
love has come to say that we must part,
be still, my heart!
Just read those eyes
trembling lips that don't know where to start,
even though you know they're telling lies,
be still, my heart!
He hears the rumbling of a drum,
it bids him come, and he must go
he's leaving me and leaving you
for some one new,
and though we'll miss him so,
we'll never let him know.
Don't cry, my heart,
even though our love has gone away,
he'll be coming back to us some day,
be still, my heart!

Now my heart, since our loving has gone,
we must smile, we must carry right on.
When he finds his search for love is all in vain
he'll awaken and return to us again.

Be still, my heart!
I can tell who's knocking at my door;
love has come to say that we must part,
be still, my heart!
Just read those eyes
trembling lips that don't know where to start,
even though you know they're telling lies,
be still, my heart!
He hears the rumbling of a drum,
it bids him come, and he must go
he's leaving me and leaving you
for some one new,
and though we'll miss him so,
we'll never let him know.
Don't cry, my heart,
even though our love has gone away,
he'll be coming back to us some day,
be still, my heart!

Be still, my heart!
I can tell who's knocking at my door;
love has come to say that we must part,
be still, my heart!
Just read those eyes
trembling lips that don't know where to start,
even though you know they're telling lies,
be still, my heart!
He hears the rumbling of a drum,
it bids him come, and he must go
he's leaving me and leaving you
for some one new,
and though we'll miss him so,
we'll never let him know.
Don't cry, my heart,
even though our love has gone away,
he'll be coming back to us some day,
be still, my heart!

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Be Still My Heart 1934
Words and Music by Allan Flynn & Jack Egan
© 1934 by Broadway Music Corp., N.Y.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Wednesday 15 June 2005 at 10.24
in association with Doug Grierson
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