Ain't you coming back to old Virginia? : (to the little Southern gal you loved so well) / words and music by Will Spillard
MLA Citation
Spillard, Will. “Ain't you coming back to old Virginia? : (to the little Southern gal you loved so well) / words and music by Will Spillard.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 23 May 2022, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/17170. Accessed 11 Feb. 2025.
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Title | Ain't you coming back to old Virginia? : (to the little Southern gal you loved so well) / words and music by Will Spillard |
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Subject | Popular music -- 1911-1920 |
Songs with piano | |
Description | For voice and piano |
Cover title: Arranged for chorus for male or mixed voices p. [6] | |
Illustrated cover | |
Verso of cover: Excerpts from eight instrumental successes published by McKinley Music Co | |
Excerpts from eight song successes published by McKinley Music Co | |
Creator | Spillard, Will |
Source | Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University |
Publisher | Chicago : Frank K. Root & Co. |
Date | 1918 |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC 00077 |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/17170 | |
Alternative Title | To the little southern gal you loved so well;First line of text: A lonely little girl in a far off southern town |
Date Modified | 2015-08-04 |
References | http://maurice.bgsu.edu:80/record=b2233308~S9 |
VERSE 01: A lonely little girl in a far-off southern town,/ Was writing to her sweetheart miles away;/ Her little heart was sore,/ he'd been gone a year or more,/ Just a month was all he told her that he'd stay./ Still her heart for him was true, tho' his letters were but few,/ Now she thinks of the time she'd be his bride;/ Ev'ry day she sits alone in her little humble home,/ As she writes these lines the tears she tries to hide. CHORUS: Ain't you coming back to old Virginia/ To your little lonesome gal?/ You always wrote and told me/ That I was your only pal;/ Tell me, honey, have you found another/ That you love better than your Nell?/ Ain't you coming back to old Virginia/ To the little southern gal you loved so well? VERSE 02: A year or more gone by and her sweetheart, with a sigh,/ Comes back to find his lonesome little Nell;/ The story you can guess/ first love always is the best,/ he has paid dear for that lesson he learned so well./ There he finds his little gal waiting for him, still his pal,/ And he vows that again he'll never roam;/ Now he tells her o'er and o'er,/ "Dear, I love you more and more,/ I'm so glad you wrote those lines that brought me home." | |
Original Format | 1 score (5 p.) 35 cm |