Nesting In A New York Tree 1904 'Little Johnny Jones'

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 01 Oct 2005

A birdie from an arbor flew,
and lit into the harbor too.
Lit on a ship that was starting on a trip
over the ocean blue;
he made his little nest so fast,
'way up in the top most mast,
and there he stayed till the trip was made,
and England reached at last.
This little birdie lost his heart
to an English sparrow from the start.
Here's the proposition birdie made.

To the English sparrow said the Yankee bird:
"I lit upon a ship that brought me here, my word,
and I don't know just what to do,
for I can't return without you;
Oh, believe me, Birdie do,
my love will last,
we'll spend our honeymoon
upon the big ship's mast.
Fly with me, and we'll soon be,
meeting in a New York tree."

To the English sparrow said the Yankee bird:
"I lit upon a ship that brought me here, my word,
and I don't know just what to do,
for I can't return without you;
Oh, believe me, Birdie do,
my love will last,
we'll spend our honeymoon
upon the big ship's mast.
Fly with me, and we'll soon be,
meeting in a New York tree."

The sparrow, she began to coo,
and then away with him she flew,
lit on a ship that was starting on a trip
over the ocean blue;
they cuddled in the top most mast,
and when about a week had passed,
to his love preferred,
said the Yankee bird:
"Here is Central Park at last."
That's how the sparrows came they say,
to be flying 'round the U.S.A.
Here's the proposition birdie made.

To the English sparrow said the Yankee bird:
"I lit upon a ship that brought me here, my word,
and I don't know just what to do,
for I can't return without you;
Oh, believe me, Birdie do,
my love will last,
we'll spend our honeymoon
upon the big ship's mast.
Fly with me, and we'll soon be,
meeting in a New York tree."

To the English sparrow said the Yankee bird:
"I lit upon a ship that brought me here, my word,
and I don't know just what to do,
for I can't return without you;
Oh, believe me, Birdie do,
my love will last,
we'll spend our honeymoon
upon the big ship's mast.
Fly with me, and we'll soon be,
meeting in a New York tree."

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Nesting In A New York Tree 1904
Words and Music by George M. Cohan
from "Little Johnny Jones"
© 1904 By F. A. Mills, New York
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sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 01 October 2005 at 21.26
in association with Doug Grierson
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