Down On Old Havana Bay 1911

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 18 Feb 2010
2010

Down in the land of the waving palm,
Land of the smiling waters calm,
Yo ho, Yo ho,
On old Havana Bay.
Late, on a moonlight night I strayed,
Won by the glance of a darkeyed maid,
Yo ho, Yo ho,
on old Havana Bay.
The salt of the sea was deep in me,
for I was a sailor, fancy free;
I sang my song to the raging main,
till I met this maid from Sunny Spain,
Yo ho, Yo ho,
on old Havana Bay.

Way down on old Havana Bay,
we'd watch the Sil'vry moonbeams play;
A sailor's song and a hornpipe dance,
a tropic moon and a lovelit glance,
One night I stole her heart and ran away,
Yo ho, my laddies
Just at the dawning of the day.
I heard her calling, far away,
You're not the first to love me, Jack,
So I don't care if you never come back
to old Havana Bay.

Way down on old Havana Bay,
we'd watch the Sil'vry moonbeams play;
A sailor's song and a hornpipe dance,
a tropic moon and a lovelit glance,
One night I stole her heart and ran away,
Yo ho, my laddies
Just at the dawning of the day.
I heard her calling, far away,
You're not the first to love me, Jack,
So I don't care if you never come back
to old Havana Bay.

Long were the years till I sailed the seas,
Back to the land of mango trees,
Yo ho, Yo ho,
on old Havana Bay.
Into the town I wandered far,
lured by the sound of a sweet guitar,
Yo ho, Yo ho,
on old Havana Bay.
A flash of her eyes and I grew wise,
the same little gal who softly sighs.
Oh I've been true sweetheart to you,
and all the rest of the Navy, too,
Yo ho, Yo ho,
on old Havana Bay.

Way down on old Havana Bay,
we'd watch the Sil'vry moonbeams play;
A sailor's song and a hornpipe dance,
a tropic moon and a lovelit glance,
One night I stole her heart and ran away,
Yo ho, my laddies
Just at the dawning of the day.
I heard her calling, far away,
You're not the first to love me, Jack,
So I don't care if you never come back
to old Havana Bay.

Way down on old Havana Bay,
we'd watch the Sil'vry moonbeams play;
A sailor's song and a hornpipe dance,
a tropic moon and a lovelit glance,
One night I stole her heart and ran away,
Yo ho, my laddies
Just at the dawning of the day.
I heard her calling, far away,
You're not the first to love me, Jack,
So I don't care if you never come back
to old Havana Bay.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Down On Old Havana Bay 1911
Music by A.Fred Phillips
Lyrics by Edward Madden
© MCMXI by Jerome H.Remick & Co. - New York & Detroit
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 18 February 2010 at 21.36
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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