My Old Hawaiian Home 1922

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 2 Jan 2010
2010

Memories of home
come stealing o'er me
as I roam,
Tender little thoughts of my land,
bring me my Hawaiian island:
I can see a light
that's burning bright
for me at night.
While the summer breezes
blowing from afar,
harmonize with my guitar.

Blow, blow, blow, blow,
soft and low,
Hum, hum, hum, hum,
Sing while I strum:
Blow, blow, blow, blow,
breezes blow,
Help me to croon
my sweet Hawaiian tune.

I can hear the singing
of the birds up in the trees,
Tenderly to mates they're calling,
When the shades of night are falling,
I can see the meadows
and the flowers and the bees,
Bringing back the Land of Paradise again,
in my fondest memories.

Pretty little island of the sea,
You are just a wonderland to me,
Someone's mighty lonely,
waiting for me, only,
Planning sunny days
that are to be,
When the roses bloom
for you in June,
Ukeleles croon our wedding tune,
Happiness from me
will never roam,
My old Hawaiian Home.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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My Old Hawaiian Home 1922
Music by F.W.Vandersloot
Lyrics by Ray Sherwood
© MCMXXII by Vandersloot Mus.Puib.Co, - Williamsport, Pa
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 2 January 2010 at 12.00
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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