After all : song / lyric by J. Will Callahan music by Lee S. Roberts
MLA Citation
Roberts, Lee S., 1884-1949. “After all : song / lyric by J. Will Callahan music by Lee S. Roberts.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 23 May 2022, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/17142. Accessed 29 Mar. 2024.
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Title | After all : song / lyric by J. Will Callahan music by Lee S. Roberts |
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Subject | Popular music -- 1911-1920 |
Lane, Lillian -- Portraits | |
Millman, Bird -- Portraits | |
Sylva, Marguerite, 1875-1957 -- Portraits | |
Description | For voice and piano |
Caption title: Illustrated cover in color | |
Variations in cover typography for library item SMC 00027: ... by the writers of Smiles ... also includes portrait of Lillian Lane portrait of Bird Millman on cop.2 portrait of Marguerile Sylva on cop.3 | |
Creator | Roberts, Lee S., 1884-1949 |
Source | Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University |
Publisher | New York : J.H. Remick |
Date | circa 1919 |
Contributor | Callahan, J. Will, 1874-1946, Lyricist. |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC 00026a |
658 J.H. Remick | |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/17142 | |
Alternative Title | First line of text: You've been crying now I can see;First line of chorus: After the night time there's always the bright time; After all |
Date Modified | 2015-07-23 |
References | http://maurice.bgsu.edu:80/record=b2230993~S9 |
VERSE 01: You've been crying now I can see/ Don't deny it now come to me/ Tho' the skies are gray clouds hang low/ Brush those tears away/ Don't you know dearie Chorus:After the night time there's always the bright time/ Shadows must fade at dawn/ After the showers the sunshine and flowers/ To prove that the storm has gone/ After the yearning for someon'e returning/ Tear drops will cease to fall/ After the sorrow a fairer tomorrow/ Joy finds us after all VERSE 02: When you're sighing dear stop and smile/ It's worth trying dear just a while/ Tho' each pleasure seems lost to you/ All your golden dreams will come true maybe | |
Original Format | 1 score (3 p.) 31 cm |