My Long Lost Love Lenore 1913

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 2 Sept 2007
2007

You never know just when or why
you fall in love;
perhaps your eye is taken with some girl,
some nose or mouth or curl;
but even now, I can't explain,
precisely why I went insane
and grovelled on the floor
at the feet of my Lenore.

I sought her love to win,
she was thin, oh so thin!
Euclid might say
there's a fine definition of a line!
A piece of rope or string
was a corpulent thing
to the girl whose name I can't ignore
My lean and lost Lenore.

She really was as light as air,
one wasn't sure that she was there.
A hug one dare not take
for fear her ribs would break.
Her beauty I should call unique,
when e'er we played at hide and seek
she'd hide her in the door,
in a crack would my Lenore.

I sought her love to win,
she was thin, oh so thin!
Tho' I most desired a wife
not a human paper knife!
And yet I must confess,
I could not love her less,
at the time I could not love her more,
My lanky lost Lenore.

The charms which she'd at length reveal
in rubber pipe she could conceal,
but not, to put things right,
through lack of appetite;
no maiden I have known could touch
my pet at a spaghetti clutch
you'd wonder more and more
at the storage of Lenore.

I sought her love to win,
she was thin, oh so thin!
And how my darling tried
to be plump and thick and wide,
Poor girl! She fell one day in the street,
and to say, thro' a slot I never saw her more,
My lean and lost Lenore.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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My Long Lost Love Lenore 1913
Music by Jean Briquet & Adolf Philipp
Lyrics by Paul Hervé
English adaptation by Edward Paulton & Adolf Philipp
© MCMXIII by Jerome H.Remick & Co. N.Y. & Detroit
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 2 September 2007 at 10.05am
in assocation with Doug Grierson
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