Melting of Molly. Dear old gown;Dear old gown : lyric by Cyrus Wood music by Sigmund Romberg
Romberg, Sigmund, 1887-1951. “Melting of Molly. Dear old gown;Dear old gown : lyric by Cyrus Wood music by Sigmund Romberg.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 16 June 2020, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/32845. Accessed 8 Aug. 2020.
|Title||Melting of Molly. Dear old gown;Dear old gown : lyric by Cyrus Wood music by Sigmund Romberg|
|Subject||Musicals -- Excerpts -- Vocal scores with piano|
|Description||From the successful musical comedy The melting of Molly|
|For voice and piano|
|Cover illustrated by Barbelle|
|Verso of cover: Excerpt of Jazz all your troubles away|
|Back cover: Advertisement for Beautiful Ohio|
|Creator||Romberg, Sigmund, 1887-1951|
|Source||Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University|
|Publisher||New York : Shapiro, Bernstein, & Co.|
|Contributor||Wood, Cyrus, 1889-1942. Lyricist.|
|Barbelle, 1888-1957. Illustrator.|
|Alternative Title||First line of text: Taken from your nest in my cedar chest, you are like a spirit from the past;First line of chorus: Faded is your beauty now, and torn away your lace, dear old gown of yesterday;Melting of Molly (Musical)|
VERSE 01: Taken from your nest/In my cedar chest,/You are like a spirit from the past./Each one of your folds,/Some dear mem’ry holds,/Of a time that was too sweet to last./Though by fashion’s test,/You would be a jest,/I will always love you best.
VERSE 02: Ere your curfew knelled/Your net caught and held,/All the things of which a girl is fond;/Moonlight filtered through,/Rosebuds wet with dew/Water lilies dripping from the pond;/Tears of happiness/When I answered “Yes,”/Sanctify you, dear old dress.
CHORUS: Is your beauty now, and torn away your lace,/Dear old gown of yesterday,/Faded too the roses that your girdle used to grace,/When my heart was light and gay./Vanished is the homage that the gallants used to pay/To the fairest belle in town./But dear old friend, in the end,/Times will mend, and I’ll cling to you, dear old gown./Faded gown.
|Original Format||1 score (5 pages) 31 cm|