Oh, my dear! City of dreams
MLA Citation
Hirsch, Louis A. (Louis Achille), 1881-1924. “Oh, my dear! City of dreams.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 23 May 2022, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/31423. Accessed 28 Mar. 2024.
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Title | Oh, my dear! City of dreams |
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City of dreams / lyric by P.G. Wodehouse music by Louis A. Hirsch | |
Subject | Musicals -- Excerpts -- Vocal scores with piano |
Description | Song from musical: Oh, my dear! |
For voice and piano | |
Caption title | |
Back cover: Excerpt of Western land | |
Creator | Hirsch, Louis A. (Louis Achille), 1881-1924 |
Source | Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University |
Publisher | New York : T.B. Harms & Francis, Day & Hunter |
Date | 1918 |
Contributor | Wodehouse, P. G. (Pelham Grenville), 1881-1975. Lyricist. |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC 01131 |
5716 T.B. Harms | |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/31423 | |
Alternative Title | First line of text: Down in the valley where sunbeams grow and stars go to rest when they're old |
First line of refrain: Dear golden city life is happy and serene there | |
Oh, my dear! (Musical) | |
References | http://maurice.bgsu.edu/record=b2339743~S9 |
VERSE 01: Down in the valley where sunbeams grow and stars go to rest when they’re old,/Stands, ever covered in sunset glow a wonderful city of gold./Often I hoped I should see some day/That city that others have known/It’s easy to find if you know the way,/But no one can find it alone. CHORUS: Dear golden city!/Life is happy and serene there/Where lovers go/When it’s spell they can’t resist./And how I pity all the folks who’ve never been there:/They’ll never know/All the wonders they have missed/I’m going to stray there:/I’ve someone now to show the way there./We’ll go and stay there/It’s much more simple than it seems./No one will find us/For we’ll leave the world behind us/In our dear city,/Our city of dreams. VERSE 02: Many are going there ev’ry day and though some have sought it in vain,/No one who ever has found the way can ever forget it again./Close to a river whose wavelets creep/And splash on the silvery sand,/It’s not very far from the Hills of Sleep,/And they are in Fairy Land. | |
Original Format | 1 score (7 pages). 31 cm |