something different
Roger Baker
rcbaker@eden.infohwy.com
Tue, 6 Nov 2001 16:02:05 -0800
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On Tuesday, November 6, 2001, at 12:29 PM, shelton wrote:
> My colleague the Malaysian cartoonist Lat who is a collector of old
> American songs has asked me for the words to "In the Good Old
> Summertime", assuming that I would know them by heart, which I don't.
> Does anyone know them, or know where to find them?
>
> Gilbert
>
IN THE GOOD OLD SUMMERTIME
There's a time in each year that we always hold dear,
Good old summertime.
With the birds and the trees and sweet scented breezes,
Good old summertime.
When your day's work is over then you are in clover,
And life is one beautiful rhyme,
No trouble annoying, each one is enjoying
The good old summertime.
In the good old summertime,
In the good old summertime,
Strolling through the shady lanes with that baby of mine
You hold her hand and she holds yours,
And that's a very good sign,
That she's your tootsey-wootsey
In the good old summertime,
Oh to swim in the pool you'd play hooky from school
Good old summer time
You would play "ring-a-rosie" with Jim, Kate and Josie
Good old summer time
Those are days full of pleasure we now fondly treasure
When we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries with face brown as berries
In good old summer time
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On Tuesday, November 6, 2001, at 12:29 PM, shelton wrote:
<excerpt>My colleague the Malaysian cartoonist Lat who is a collector
of old
American songs has asked me for the words to "In the Good Old
Summertime", assuming that I would know them by heart, which I don't.
Does anyone know them, or know where to find them?
Gilbert
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IN THE GOOD OLD SUMMERTIME
There's a time in each year that we always hold dear,
Good old summertime.
With the birds and the trees and sweet scented breezes,
Good old summertime.
When your day's work is over then you are in clover,
And life is one beautiful rhyme,
No trouble annoying, each one is enjoying
The good old summertime.
In the good old summertime,
In the good old summertime,
Strolling through the shady lanes with that baby of mine
You hold her hand and she holds yours,
And that's a very good sign,
That she's your tootsey-wootsey
In the good old summertime,
Oh to swim in the pool you'd play hooky from school
Good old summer time
You would play "ring-a-rosie" with Jim, Kate and Josie
Good old summer time
Those are days full of pleasure we now fondly treasure
When we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries with face brown as berries
In good old summer time
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