Hit Parade Selection 1946

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 09 Jul 2002

There's a song about auld Oireland
we are hearing ev'rywhere,
A story most romantic
of a Colleen sweet and fair,
altho' her love deceived her
still she cried I do not care,
I'll sing and I'll be happy
like the birdies in the air.

Let him go let him tarry,
let him sink, or let him swim,
he doesn't care for me,
nor do I care for him,
let him go and get another
that I hope he will enjoy
for I'm going to marry
a far nicer boy.

Let him go let him tarry,
let him sink, or let him swim,
he doesn't care for me,
nor do I care for him,
let him go and get another
that I hope he will enjoy
for I'm going to marry
a far nicer boy.

He wrote his love a letter
saying he was feeling bad,
and back there came the answer
saying she was awful glad,
said she I love another
I'm not sorry that he's gone,
for I care no more about him
than the ground he walks upon.

Let him go let him tarry,
let him sink, or let him swim,
he doesn't care for me,
nor do I care for him,
let him go and get another
that I hope he will enjoy
for I'm going to marry
a far nicer boy.

Let him go let him tarry,
let him sink, or let him swim,
he doesn't care for me,
nor do I care for him,
let him go and get another
that I hope he will enjoy
for I'm going to marry
a far nicer boy.

Down the Avenue they sing
that happy New American Patrol,
so join in the throng;
we're singing the song
we like the best of all.
Learn to yodel like a Yankee Doodle,
like the boys from over there.
You'll feel good, right in the mood,
with this happy go lucky air...
For ev'rywhere they're playing you
The New American Patrol.
Just watch the dancers swaying to
The New American Patrol,
Oh! one two three,
you find you are humming it
four five six,
you keep on a strumming it,
what a fix, you can't keep from humming
that New American Patrol.

My heart is always dreaming of
sweet Sarie Marais,
The girl I am longing to see.
Her vision brings a memory of bygone days
how happy we once used to be.
My thoughts turn now to the old Transvaal
where we were never apart,
when all my pray'rs are answer'd
on some future day,
my troubles and cares will depart,
I'll settle down and stay
with my sweet Sarais Marais,
For she is the girl of my heart.

My heart is always dreaming of
sweet Sarie Marais,
The girl I am longing to see.
Her vision brings a memory of bygone days
how happy we once used to be.
My thoughts turn now to the old Transvaal
where we were never apart,
when all my pray'rs are answer'd
on some future day,
my troubles and cares will depart,
I'll settle down and stay
with my sweet Sarais Marais,
For she is the girl of my heart.

My love, my love you do me wrong,
to go from me so discourteously,
when I have loved for Oh! so long,
to delight in your company.
Oh! Greensleeves,
you were all my joy,
Yes Greensleeves,
you were all my delight,
Lady Greensleeves,
you were my heart of gold
and for ever my only true love.
Lady Greensleeves,
you were my heart of gold
and for ever my only true love.

Ride far and wide, comrades,
never fear what lies before us.
With spurs ajingle,
all our voices mingle,
Sing our Red Cavalry Patrol.

Over the waste land,
over silent Steppes to glory.
Fighting will fire us,
and a song inspire us,
Sing our Red Cavalry Patrol.

How well I recall that night divine,
the night you sang a love song to remember.
I was alone,
all the empty years I had been waiting
for a word or a sign.
Then over all that night divine,
your song enthralling
bid my heart awake.
Made me your own.
One sweet song of glad tomorrows,
told my soul to banish sorrows,
our song to remember ever more.
Our love supreme, making life a dream,
just a dream for two,
a dream come true that brought me you.

When Johnny comes marching home again,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
All the folk will cheer and children shout,
the pretty girls will all turn out,
never more he'll roam,
when Johnny comes marching home,
Never more he'll roam,
when Johnny comes marching home.

Shine on, Victory Moon,
and guide my loved one home;
Shine on Victory Moon,
across the sil'vry foam;
In my dreams I'm waiting
in Rainbow Lane,
to greet my darling back again;
Shine on, Victory moon,
Shine on and guide my loved one home.

Soft karaoke
Words
str 25
str 50
str 110
fr hrn 60
brass 75
flute
clarinet
bassoon
pizz str
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Hit Parade Selection 1946
copyright MCMXLVI by Bevan Music Productions Ltd.
sole selling agents Campbell, Connelly and Co. Ltd., London
© 2002 James Pitt-Payne London UK for this performance only

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All Time Hit Parade Selection 1946
Arranged by Harry J. Stafford
This arrangement and sequence by
Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Wednesday 10 July 2002 at 12.11
in association with Doug Grierson
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Let Him Go Let Him Tarry
The New American Patrol
Sarie Marais
Greensleeves
Red Cavalry Patrol
A Song To Remember
When Johnny Comes Marching Home
Shine On, Victory Moon
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