Diane of the green van / words by J. Will Callahan music by F. Henri Klickmann
MLA Citation
Klickmann, F. Henri (Frank Henri), 1885-1966. “Diane of the green van / words by J. Will Callahan music by F. Henri Klickmann.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 22 Mar. 2023, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/34001. Accessed 9 Dec. 2024.
Tags
Title | Diane of the green van / words by J. Will Callahan music by F. Henri Klickmann |
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Subject | Popular music -- United States -- 1911-1920 |
Songs with piano | |
Description | For voice and piano |
Cover title | |
At head of title: Song adapted from the $10,000 prize novel | |
"Dedicated to Miss Leona Dalrymple"--Page 3 | |
Verso of cover and back cover: Publisher's advertising includes musical incipits | |
Creator | Klickmann, F. Henri (Frank Henri), 1885-1966 |
Publisher | Chicago : Frank K. Root & Co. |
Date | 1914 |
Contributor | Callahan, J. Will, 1874-1946. Lyricist. |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC 01456 |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/34001 | |
Alternative Title | First line of text: Now the silv'ry moon is beaming as I watch beside the trail |
First line of chorus: Slumber on, my wildwood flower sweetly sleep and dream of love | |
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=b2351552~S9 |
VERSE 01: Now the silv’ry moon is beaming/As I watch beside the trail,/Over there, my love, you’re dreaming/In a starlit, woodland vale | |
/Your heart has heard the wild bird calling/And answered to its plaintive plea,/Tho’ you’ve not confessed it, some how I have guessed it/Some day you’ll belong to me.VERSE 02: From the frozen north we’ve wandered/To the land where palm trees grow,/Ever thro’ the night I’ve pondered/Just because I love you so | |
/The breezes come from o’er the ocean/And sweep across the ever glade/Can’t you hear them singing, love’s own message bringing/Just to you, my gypsy maid?CHORUS: Slumber on, my wildwood flower,/Sweetly sleep and dream of love,/There within your perfumed bower/Beneath the stars above | |
/While I count each weary hour/All the future days I’ll plan/Of a time soon to be/When you’ll give your heart to me,/My Diane of the green van. | |
Original Format | 1 score (5 pages) : illustrations 35 cm |