See you later. Desert island;Desert island / words by P.G. Wodehouse music by Jean Schwartz
Schwartz, Jean, 1878-1956. Composer. “See you later. Desert island;Desert island / words by P.G. Wodehouse music by Jean Schwartz.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 12 July 2019, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/36484. Accessed 19 Jan. 2020.
|Title||See you later. Desert island;Desert island / words by P.G. Wodehouse music by Jean Schwartz|
|Subject||Musicals -- Excerpts -- Vocal scores with piano|
|Description||Published by T.B. Harms Company by arrangement with Jerome H. Remick & Co.--Cover;From the new musical comedy See you later;For voice and piano;Caption title;Back cover: Excerpts of When the ships come home, Greenwich Village, You found me and I found you, and Not yet|
|Creator||Schwartz, Jean, 1878-1956. Composer.|
|Publisher||New York : T.B. Harms, Co.|
|Contributor||Wodehouse, P. G. (Pelham Grenville), 1881-1975. Lyricist.|
|Format||1 score (5 pages) 35 cm|
|T.B.H.Co. 94 T. B. Harms|
|Alternative Title||First line of text: I'd like to fly some distance as quickly as I can;First line of refrain: Let's go and live upon a desert island where there isn't any worry;See you later (Musical)|
|Is Part Of||Sheet Music Collection, Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives, University Libraries, Bowling Green State University|
VERSE 01: I'd like to try to fly some distance as quickly as I can/From civilized existence and try another plan/I'd like if I could do so to be another Caruso/Upon some island in the sea/yes, that is what would just suit meREFRAIN 01: Let's go and live upon a desert island/Where the isn't any worry, fuss, or care./We'd build some little wooden huts and feed on yams and coconuts/Oh we'd be happy there./We would listen with elation the the parrots' conversation/when they've anything of interest to say/And at night we'd lie at rest with a scorpion on our chest/In our little dessert island far awayREFRAIN 02: Let's go and live upon a desert island/Where the isn't any worry, fuss, or care./We'd loaf around and dress in beads and learn to love the centipedes/And they would all love us./With the snake that goes awriggling on its tummy we'd be chummy/We'd grow fonder of the monkeys everyday/And some local shark we'd get for a nice domestic pet/In our little dessert island far away.VERSE 02:Each morning on awaking I'd go and light the fire/And breafruit I'd start baking as much as we require/I'd chase a goat and catch it/And bean it with my hatchet/And if you let it get away/why that would be our meatless day.