Remember the vet / words & music by Ned Cantwell
MLA Citation
Cantwell, Ned. “Remember the vet / words & music by Ned Cantwell.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 23 May 2022, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/20162. Accessed 14 Oct. 2024.
Tags
Title | Remember the vet / words & music by Ned Cantwell |
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Subject | World War, 1914-1918 -- Veterans -- United States -- Songs and music. |
Popular music -- 1921-1930. | |
Songs with piano. | |
Warships -- Pictorial works. | |
Airplanes, Military -- Pictorial works. | |
Description | For voice and piano |
Caption title: Cover illustration: soldiers, a warship, a war plane with inset photograph of a young soldier | |
Creator | Cantwell, Ned |
Source | Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University |
Publisher | Joliet, Ill. : Private Soldiers & Sailors Legion |
Date | circa 1922 |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC 14883 |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/20162 | |
Alternative Title | Remember the veteran;First line of text: Remember your word Uncle Sammy; First line of chorus: They've finished their jobs over there Sam |
Date Modified | 2017-03-20 |
References | http://maurice.bgsu.edu/record=b3036734~S9 |
VERSE 01: Remember your word Uncle Sammy,/The day that our boys marched away,/They gave up their lives,/Their sweethearts and wives,/To fight for their dear U.S.A./You promised to care for them Sammy,/There’s one thing at least you might do,/They’ve finished a task, they’re free now to ask,/A job Sam so it’s up to you. CHORUS: They’ve finished their jobs over there Sam,/Now for a job over here,/Lest you forget, remember the vet,/Who proudly marched off amid cheers,/Over there everywhere, sleeps a loved one dear,/They finished their jobs over there Sam,/Now give them a job over here. VERSE 02: They’re not asking much of you Sammy,/It’s only what’s honest and right,/While you stayed at home,/They sailed cross the foam,/Died so as to live that you might,/God bless them they’re helpless tho happy,/Still proud of their Red, White and Blue,/Oh God it’s a shame, someone is to blame,/America it’s up to you. VERSE 03: Remember their dear sweet old Mother,/Altho her poor heart it did break,/She gave up her boy,/Her hope, pride and joy,/Who died for his dear country’s sake,/She’s no one to care for or help her,/She’s wrinkled and lonesome today,/Your promise fulfill pass that bonus bill,/America what do you say. | |
Original Format | 1 score (5 p.) 31 cm |