Freshie 1911

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 29 August 2010
2010

A lad and a lass
were playing at class
and she was the teacher that day,
She said: "You spell kiss,"
he tried; made a miss
then said: "I will show you the way,"
She cried: "Let me go,"
He sighed: "Oh, no, no,
Not until I've spelled it for you."
With proud head tossed back
cried: "Do please stop it Jack,"
then poutingly said: "I am through."

Freshie, Freshie,
You must think you're great.
No longer do I want you
as my play mate.
I do not love you
cause you tease me so
And besides Willie Green
wants to be my beau.

Freshie, Freshie,
You must think you're great.
No longer do I want you
as my play mate.
I do not love you
cause you tease me so
And besides Willie Green
wants to be my beau.

Years passed away
he met her one day
and oh, what a change
time had wrought,
She said: "Johnnie Dear
I'm glad you are here,
It is nice to have you so near,"
He said: "I love you,"
She said: "I do too,
Oh how I have missed you each day.
I cannot forget tho'
I do so regret when
these words to you I did say."

Freshie, Freshie,
You must think you're great.
No longer do I want you
as my play mate.
I do not love you
cause you tease me so
And besides Willie Green
wants to be my beau.

Freshie, Freshie,
You must think you're great.
No longer do I want you
as my play mate.
I do not love you
cause you tease me so
And besides Willie Green
wants to be my beau.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Freshie 1911
Music by Walter S.Daley
Lyrics by Loretta A.Maxwell
© 1911 by Hit Publishing Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 29 August 2010 at 11.57
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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