When The Sun Goes Down In Jersey 1915

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 17 October 2010
2010

There's an island called Manhattan
Sold to us by old Powhattan,
For four and twenty dollars I am told,
History would never tell it,
if the Redskins didn't sell it,
'Cause now that Island's
worth its weight in gold,
And the main street
on this Isle of Wealth today
Is that lane of pleasure
known as old Broadway:

When the sun goes down in Jersey,
Life begins on old Broadway,
The lights are lit way up to Yonkers,
Turning night time in to day,
On the farm they chase the chickens
They do the same on our White Way,
For when the sun goes down in Jersey,
Life begins on old Broadway.

When the sun goes down in Jersey,
Life begins on old Broadway,
The lights are lit way up to Yonkers,
Turning night time in to day,
On the farm they chase the chickens
They do the same on our White Way,
For when the sun goes down in Jersey,
Life begins on old Broadway.

Down among the big skyscrapers,
where the wind cuts funny capers,
The beginning of Broadway is to be found,
'Twas a lane in Eighteen Twenty,
But old Gotham's grown a plenty,
Till now the street runs twenty miles up town,
There's a Battery at one end, so they say,
Just to keep the lights a burning on Broadway.

When the sun goes down in Jersey,
Life begins on old Broadway,
The lights are lit way up to Yonkers,
Turning night time in to day,
On the farm they chase the chickens
They do the same on our White Way,
For when the sun goes down in Jersey,
Life begins on old Broadway.

When the sun goes down in Jersey,
Life begins on old Broadway,
The lights are lit way up to Yonkers,
Turning night time in to day,
On the farm they chase the chickens
They do the same on our White Way,
For when the sun goes down in Jersey,
Life begins on old Broadway.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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When The Sun Goes Down In Jersey 1915
(Life Begins on Old Broadway)
Music by Ben Deely
Lyrics by W.L.Beardsley.
© MCMXV by Shapiro,Bernstein & Co.Inc. New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 17 October 2010 at 14.38
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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