When I Tap On Your Window 1914

by James Pitt-Payne, london UK - 7 October 2010
2010

Mary had a cross old Dad,
Her young life was very sad,
He'd never let her spoon
with Tom or Harry.
And when Billy call'd around
Father always turn'd him down,
He said my daughter is too young to marry,
But Billy's heart kept light and gay,
He knew that love would find a way,
So one day, when he met her all alone,
He said there's just one hope,
My dear, we must elope,
At ten tonight
I'll be outside your home.

When I tap on your window,
then you'll know I'm waiting,
Don't be hesitating,
But just pack up your grip,
and prepare for a trip,
While the moon's behind a cloud,
And your Dad is snoring loud;
To where spooning is allowed,
we will be on our way,
Don't you dare tell your mother
or your little brother,
Just be waiting for your honey boy,
And soon,
you'll hear a rap little tap
on your window pane,
We'll run, little hon'
till we get the train,
and then we'll start off
on our happy honeymoon.

When I tap on your window,
then you'll know I'm waiting,
Don't be hesitating,
But just pack up your grip,
and prepare for a trip,
While the moon's behind a cloud,
And your Dad is snoring loud;
To where spooning is allowed,
we will be on our way,
Don't you dare tell your mother
or your little brother,
Just be waiting for your honey boy,
And soon,
you'll hear a rap little tap
on your window pane,
We'll run, little hon'
till we get the train,
and then we'll start off
on our happy honeymoon.

Ten o'clock, and all was still,
Billy reach'd her window sill,
It really seem'd
that ev'ry one was sleeping.
Mary met him with a smile,
Never dream'd that all the while,
Out on the lawn her Dad
was slyly peeping.
When they saw her father standing there,
they were a frightened pair for fair,
But daddy said you need not have a fear,
She was too young, but say,
She's twenty one today,
I heard you
when you whisper'd in her ear.

When I tap on your window,
then you'll know I'm waiting,
Don't be hesitating,
But just pack up your grip,
and prepare for a trip,
While the moon's behind a cloud,
And your Dad is snoring loud;
To where spooning is allowed,
we will be on our way,
Don't you dare tell your mother
or your little brother,
Just be waiting for your honey boy,
And soon,
you'll hear a rap little tap
on your window pane,
We'll run, little hon'
till we get the train,
and then we'll start off
on our happy honeymoon.

When I tap on your window,
then you'll know I'm waiting,
Don't be hesitating,
But just pack up your grip,
and prepare for a trip,
While the moon's behind a cloud,
And your Dad is snoring loud;
To where spooning is allowed,
we will be on our way,
Don't you dare tell your mother
or your little brother,
Just be waiting for your honey boy,
And soon,
you'll hear a rap little tap
on your window pane,
We'll run, little hon'
till we get the train,
and then we'll start off
on our happy honeymoon.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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When I Tap On Your Window 1914
by Harry Meyers
© MCMXIV by William Owens & Stanley Broughton Tall
Tall-Owens Publishing Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 7 October 2010 at 13.50
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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