Ain't you coming back to old New Hampshire, Molly? / words by Robert F. Roden music by J. Fred Helf
Helf, J. Fred. “Ain't you coming back to old New Hampshire, Molly? / words by Robert F. Roden music by J. Fred Helf.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 16 June 2020, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/17171. Accessed 22 Sep. 2021.
|Title||Ain't you coming back to old New Hampshire, Molly? / words by Robert F. Roden music by J. Fred Helf|
|Names, Personal -- Songs and music|
|New Hampshire -- Songs and music|
|Libbey, J. Aldrich, 1864-1925 -- Portraits|
|Huston, Thomas W. -- Portraits|
|Description||For voice and piano|
|Cover title: Cover photo of J. Aldrich Libbey on cop.1 portrait of Thos. W Huston on cop.2|
|Illustrated cover of a coman sitting in a window reading a letter.|
|Back cover: Excerpts from Let me see you smile and The bee that gets the honey doesn't hang around the hive|
|Creator||Helf, J. Fred|
|Source||Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University|
|Publisher||New York : Helf & Hager|
|Contributor||Roden, Robert F., d.1934, Lyricist.|
|Alternative Title||First line of text: I am writing to you Molly while the fair moon softly shines;First line of chorus Ain't you coming back to old New Hampshire Molly.|
VERSE 01: I am writing to you, Molly, while the fair moon softly shines./ As it did the night before you went away,/ When I told love's old, old story as it shone in all its glory,/ And you promised you'd return and wed some day,/ Now folks laugh and call it folly when I tell them you're still true,/ But you love me don't you Molly?/ Say you're coming home, please do.
CHORUS: Ain't you coming back to old New Hampshire Molly,/ Ain't you coming back to see us once again?/ The folks all say/ You won't come back you won't come back you won't come back,/ But something seems to whisper that you love me,/ As you did before you went away to roam;/ Ain't you coming back to old New Hampshire Molly?/ Write and say you're coming home.
VERSE 02: All alone I'm roaming, Molly, down the dear old village lane,/ To the wildwood where we roam'd with hearts so light,/ In the old church they are singing, sweetest memories they're bringing,/ Of the girl I love so far away tonight;/ Sweetheart mine I'm sadly sighing, for I'm lonely when you roam,/ So then Molly when replying,/ Won't you say you're coming home?
|Original Format||1 score (5 p.) 34 cm|