Baby Rose : [novelty song] / words by Louis Weslyn music by George Christie
| Title | Baby Rose : [novelty song] / words by Louis Weslyn music by George Christie |
|---|---|
| Subject | Love songs |
| Lambert, Maud -- Portraits | |
| McKay, George, 1886-1945 -- Portraits | |
| Names, Personal -- Songs and music | |
| Description | For voice and piano |
| Caption title | |
| Cover design by DeTakacs | |
| Cover photo of Maud Lambert on cop.1 portrait of Geo McKay on cop.2 cover photo of Weston, Fields and Carroll on cop.3 | |
| "Sung with great success by Maud Lambert"--Cover | |
| Verso of cover: Excerpt of Dear old ma | |
| Back cover: Excerpt of If all my dreams were made of gold, I'd buy the world for you | |
| Creator | Christie, George |
| Publisher | New York : M. Witmark & Sons |
| Date | 1911 |
| Contributor | Weslyn, Louis, 1875-1936 |
| De Takacs, André C | |
| Weston Fields & Carroll (Musical group) | |
| Rights |
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| Format | Sheet music |
| Published works | |
| image/jpeg | |
| Type | Image |
| Text | |
| Identifier | SMC 00413c |
| M.W. & Sons 11894 M. Witmark & Sons | |
| https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/32970 | |
| Alternative Title | First line of text: Just you keep a waiting till the good times come |
| Is Part Of | Sheet Music Collection, Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives, University Libraries, Bowling Green State University |
| References | https://maurice.bgsu.edu:443/record=b2255162~S9 |
VERSE 01: Just you keep a waiting till the good times come, Baby Rose, Baby Rose./When we get together we’ll be going some,/What a happy wedding day!/Tho’ I haven’t money for a grand old time,/What’s the use of money in a sunny clime?/When those wedding bells are ringing,/Good luck’s come to stay. VERSE 02: Save up ev’ry kiss and ev’ry loving hug, Baby Rose, Baby Rose./Snuggle like the dickens to your honey bug,/When my daily work is done./Soon as I can get enough to buy a ring,/Promise that I’ll up and do the proper thing/From the church in Tallahassee/We’ll come forth as one. CHORUS: My Baby Rose,/My Baby Rose,/Nobody knows/How I’m crazy to stick along, no matter where she goes./Each breeze that blows/Tells me of Rose,/There’s not a thing I wouldn’t do/If she asked me to/For my Baby Rose./My Baby Rose. | |
| Original Format | 1 score (5 unnumbered pages) 35 cm |
