Anne of Green Gables / words by Will A. Heelan music by Will R. Haskins
Haskins, Will R. “Anne of Green Gables / words by Will A. Heelan music by Will R. Haskins.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 24 May 2018, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/17201. Accessed 8 Apr. 2020.
|Title||Anne of Green Gables / words by Will A. Heelan music by Will R. Haskins|
|Subject||Popular music -- 1911-1920|
|Minter, Mary Miles, 1902- -- Portraits|
|Description||For voice and piano|
|Caption title: Cover illustration: Portrait of Mary Miles Minter drawing of Green Gables by Barbelle|
|Back cover: Excerpts of Broadway song hits I've lived, I've loved I'm satisfied, Everybody's crazy over Dixie, Dear old Daddy Long Legs, and Wait till you get them up in the air boys|
|This song has the official and exclusive approval and acceptance of Mary Miles Minter and Realart Pictures Corporation for use in connection with their photoplay 'Anne of Green Gables' --Cover|
|Creator||Haskins, Will R|
|Source||Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University|
|Publisher||New York : Broadway Music Corporation|
|Contributor||Heelan, Will A|
|Barbelle, 1888-1957, Illustrator.|
|Format||1 score (3 p.) 31 cm|
|Alternative Title||First line of text: Who could help loving the fields, flower laden;First line of chorus: Sweet Anne of Green Gables the angels were wise; Anne of green gables (Motion picture)|
VERSE 01: Who could help loving the fields, flower laden,/ Sparkling and bright in the mist of the morn,/ Who could help loving a true hearted maiden,/ Fair as the skies of a day newly born,/ Of all natures wonders, as fair as they are,/ My own gentle Anne, you are fairer by far.
CHORUS: Sweet Anne of Green Gables the angels were wise,/ they sent you to brighten my world weary eyes,/ I've asked them that I might hold you in my arms/ And whisper of all your endearing young charms,/ Yes, I've told this tale often just trying to soften your dear heart so loyal and true,/ I'm not telling fables, Sweet Anne of Green Gables,/ When I tell my love for you.
VERSE 02: Bright are the skies in the moon's silv'ry lustre, Lighting the pools thro' the slow swaying trees,/ Ev'ry wild flower in one fragrant cluster,/ What could be fairer and sweeter than these?/ We've sung of their beauties since time first began,/ But that was before, we saw you, gentle Anne.