over the sea, And I will write you without poetry, Sweetheart, I will write you without poetry, Sweetheart, Let me tell you something you don't know, Sweetheart
'll raise the flag Hear them all forever chanting Everblack Picture this The impact of soldiers blazing Like a deadly tidal wave A sight that's so amazing
her fortunes began to climb She appeared on "The March of Time" All the boys in the Army camps Wanted her picture for their postage stamp She is the 'sweetheart
her last words were calling your name As I walked to her grave where the bluebonnets wave I cried but my tears were too late Tonight sweetheart as I
On the Banks of the Wabash, Far Away Written by Paul Dresser Composed by Paul Dresser 'Round my Indiana homesteads wave the cornfields, In the distance
me from inside my head Say I shouldn't kill you yet Picture the two of us alone inside my golden submarine While up above the waves my doomsday squad
Written by Paul Dresser Composed by Paul Dresser 'Round my Indiana homesteads wave the cornfields, In the distance loom the woodlands clear and cool.
: Written by Paul Dresser Composed by Paul Dresser 'Round my Indiana homesteads wave the cornfields, In the distance loom the woodlands clear and cool
Written by Paul Dresser Composed by Paul Dresser 'Round my Indiana homesteads wave the cornfields, In the distance loom the woodlands clear and cool
