I cannot bear to say goodbye / words and music by Anita Owen
| Title | I cannot bear to say goodbye / words and music by Anita Owen |
|---|---|
| Subject | World War, 1914-1918 -- Songs and music |
| Farewells -- Songs and music | |
| Popular music -- United States | |
| Popular music -- 1911-1920 | |
| Songs with piano | |
| Description | Caption title |
| For voice and piano | |
| Cover design by Barbelle: a soldier and a woman (in a white dress and hat) embrace as they stand underneath a tree | |
| Advertisement for "Oh! How I hate to get up in the morning" on p. [4] | |
| Creator | Owen, Anita |
| Source | Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University |
| Publisher | New York (Strand Theatre Bldg. Broadway at 47th St.) : Waterson Berlin & Snyder Co. |
| Date | 1918 |
| Contributor | Barbelle, 1888-1957 |
| Rights |
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| Format | Sheet music |
| Published works | |
| image/jpeg | |
| Type | Image |
| Text | |
| Identifier | SMC 05209 |
| 788-2 Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co | |
| https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/31178 | |
| Alternative Title | First line of text: There's no use crying, there's no use sighing |
| First line of chorus: I cannot bear to say goodbye | |
| References | http://maurice.bgsu.edu/record=b2910939~S9 |
VERSE 01: There’s no use crying,/There’s no use sighing,/There’s no use feeling bad/I hate to leave you,/I hate to grieve you,/I hate to see you sad./I want your laughter,/Though tears come after,/I want to see you smile/For I’m going to miss you,/Just let me kiss you,/’Twill comfort me a while. CHORUS: I cannot bear to say goodbye,/I cannot bear to see you cry,/For I am going “over there” because I want to do my share,/I’ll keep your image in my heart,/And pray we’ll meet to never part,/Though duty calls and fate says love must wait,/I cannot bear to say goodbye. VERSE 02: When you are dreaming,/While stars are gleaming,/Though I am far away/I’ll go on praying,/I’ll go on saying,/”I will return some day.”/Though duty calls me,/Whate'er befalls me,/My heart belongs to you/So just try to be cheerful,/And don’t be fearful,/The clouds are lined with blue. | |
| Original Format | 1 vocal score (3 pages, 1 unnumbered page) 35 cm |
