Song Division
Background
We're developing a series of events for Camden Arts Centre for Autumn 2011
Camden Arts Centre, Arkwright Road, London, NW3 6DG
Thursday 6th October 2011
7pm - 9pm
Wednesday 2nd November 2011
7pm - 8:30pm
Wednesday 16th Nov 2011
7pm - 8:30pm
more details coming soon
Sources: Lyrics
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Guiding Star lyrics by Anne Caldwell (died 1936) © expired 2007 We stood beneath a summer sky, When the mood was blue, love. We saw a star that shone on high, Named the star for you. Promised that when those rays I should see, If I send a loving thought to you, You’ll send one to me. REFRAIN: Shine on, my silver star, I call you from afar, Sweetheart, I am your own, Only yours alone. Your arms shall hold me fast, While life and love may last, Though far apart we are, You’re my shining silver star! |
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Here’s to the Old Days (Good Bye Old Pals) lyrics by Anne Caldwell (died 1936) © expired 2007 My good pals, jolly old pals, What a time it is since friendship first began. I’m leaving, don’t be grieving For I soon shall be a happy married man. We’re thinking of the times we shall be missing you, When at a flowing bowl we gaze. While I’m home by the fireside, dreaming of my daring, dashing bach’lor days. REFRAIN: Here’s to the old days, Here’s to the old ways, Here’s to the old friends, Loyal and clever, Here’s to the great nights, Here’s to the late nights, Memories grand will last forever. Quaffing a flacon of bachelor size, Under the stars until sunrise. Here’s a farewell to liquor and gals, Good luck and Goodbye old Pals. Here’s to the Pals. |
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Love is Like a Song lyrics by Anne Caldwell (died 1936) © expired 2007 Life is strange; Fate is grim and tragic Till with wond’rous magic Love comes to the door, Turnig days that were sad and grey days Into glad and gay days Never known before. Though the sun hides behind the shadows, Still your sky shall be ever blue; I’ll be ever near, For I love you, dear. REFRAIN: Love is like a song, a lovely song, That sings to me the whole day long: “Sweetheart, dear heart, my heart.” Symphony of dreams, for in a dream I hold you close in love supreme; Sweetheart, dear heart, my heart. And when I think of you, at morning, night or noon; That beloved tune will start Telling me in melody divine, That I am yours and you are mine, Sweetheart, dear heart, my heart |
Sources: Music
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Credits
Researcher: Matthew White
