Stay Down Here Where You Belong 1914

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 29 Aug 2007
2007

Down below, down below,
sat the devil talking to his son,
who wanted to go.
Up above, up above,
he cried: "It's getting too warm
for me down here and so,
I'm going up on Earth
where I can have a little fun,"
The devil simply shook his head
and answered his son.

Stay down here where you belong,
the folks who live above you
don't know right from wrong,
to please their kings
they've all gone out to war,
and not a one of them knows
what he's fighting for,
'way up above
they say that I'm a devil, and I'm bad,
Kings up there are bigger devils than your dad,
they're breaking the hearts of mothers,
making butchers out of brothers,
you'll find more hell up there,
than there is down below.

Stay down here where you belong,
the folks who live above you
don't know right from wrong,
to please their kings
they've all gone out to war,
and not a one of them knows
what he's fighting for,
'way up above
they say that I'm a devil, and I'm bad,
Kings up there are bigger devils than your dad,
they're breaking the hearts of mothers,
making butchers out of brothers,
you'll find more hell up there,
than there is down below.

Kings up there, they don't care,
for the mothers who must stay at home,
their sorrows to bear,
stay at home, don't you roam,
although it's warm down below,
you'll find it's warmer up there,
if e'er you went up there my son,
I know you'd be surprised,
you'd find a lot of people
who are not civilised.

Stay down here where you belong,
the folks who live above you
don't know right from wrong,
to please their kings
they've all gone out to war,
and not a one of them knows
what he's fighting for,
'way up above
they say that I'm a devil, and I'm bad,
Kings up there are bigger devils than your dad,
they're breaking the hearts of mothers,
making butchers out of brothers,
you'll find more hell up there,
than there is down below.

Stay down here where you belong,
the folks who live above you
don't know right from wrong,
to please their kings
they've all gone out to war,
and not a one of them knows
what he's fighting for,
'way up above
they say that I'm a devil, and I'm bad,
Kings up there are bigger devils than your dad,
they're breaking the hearts of mothers,
making butchers out of brothers,
you'll find more hell up there,
than there is down below.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Stay Down Here Where You Belong 1914
Words & Music by Irving Berlin
© MCMXIV by Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 30 August 2007 at 9.20pm
in association with Doug Grierson
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