My Southern Belle 1905 Kern

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 16 Jun 2006
2006

Down her in Southern Louisiana
close by a bayou lives my sweet Anna;
she's the girl that makes my happy heart swell,
she's the little girl I call Southern Belle.
And evenings we together go roaming,
thro' meadows sweet and still in the gloaming;
ev'rything is bliss,
until a kiss she'll be missing,
then I, the thief will hum:

My sweetest Anna,
my Louisiana Anna,
how I'd like too hold you
in my arms in loving clasp;
I see your image in the smoke of my Havana,
and then you'll flit away
just when your hand I grasp.
Oh dearest Anna,
my Louisiana Anna,
how much I really want you,
I, with words can't tell!
I only promise I will love you well,
if you'll be my little wife,
as well as my Southern Belle.

When river steamboat whistles are tooting,
and in the darkness, owls are hooting,
when the fireflies are flying around,
and the glowworms light
illumines the ground,
then underneath her lattice I listen,
while up above the little stars glisten
way up there on high,
as if the sky is a spying on us two,
while I sing:

My sweetest Anna,
my Louisiana Anna,
how I'd like too hold you
in my arms in loving clasp;
I see your image in the smoke of my Havana,
and then you'll flit away
just when your hand I grasp.
Oh dearest Anna,
my Louisiana Anna,
how much I really want you,
I, with words can't tell!
I only promise I will love you well,
if you'll be my little wife,
as well as my Southern Belle.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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My Southern Belle 1905 Kern
Music by Max C. Eugene
Lyrics by Jerome Kern
© 1905 by T.B.Harms Co.
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 16 June 2006 at 07.33
in association with Doug Grierson
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