Daddy mine / by Lew Wilson & Alfred Dubin
MLA Citation
Wilson, Lew. “Daddy mine / by Lew Wilson & Alfred Dubin.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 27 June 2022, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/34027. Accessed 15 Jan. 2025.
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Title | Daddy mine / by Lew Wilson & Alfred Dubin |
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Subject | Marsh, Mae, 1895-1968 -- Portraits |
Popular music -- 1911-1920 | |
Songs with piano | |
World War, 1914-1918 -- Songs and music | |
Fathers -- Songs and music | |
Description | For voice and piano |
Caption title | |
Cover photo of Goldwyn Pictures star Mae Marsh cop.2 has illustration of baby in crib with on-looking mother | |
On cover: Ballad | |
Back cover: Excerpt of My rosary for you | |
Creator | Wilson, Lew |
Publisher | New York : M. Witmark & Sons |
Date | 1918 |
Contributor | Dubin, Al |
Rights | |
Format | Sheet music |
Published works | |
image/jpeg | |
Type | Image |
Text | |
Identifier | SMC 01532b |
15659-2 M.Witmark & Sons | |
https://digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/items/show/34027 | |
Alternative Title | Above cover title: He's got those big blue eyes like you |
First line of text: Our soldiers in the trenches received their mail today | |
First line of refrain: He's got those big blue eyes like you, Daddy | |
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=b2351608~S9 |
VERSE 01: Our soldiers in the trenches received their mail today,/From sweethearts, wives and mothers in the gold old U. S. A./There’s one whose heart is dancing, his eyes light up with joy,/He reads the letter over and he shouts, “Boys, it’s a boy!”VERSE 02: This soldier boy’s a reader, he’s read Shakespeare and the rest,/And he knows Kipling backwards, if you put him to the test | |
/But now he claims the greatest of poets never wrote/A poem half so pretty as this welcome little note:CHORUS: He got those big blue eyes like you, Daddy,/The kind of eyes that seem to speak/And when he smiles he looks like you, Daddy,/Yes, even to the dimple in his cheek/I’ve named him after you, for I knew you’d want me to,/He reminds me of you all the time/When he grows to be a man,/I’ll give him up to Uncle Sam,/Just like I did with you, Daddy mine! | |
Original Format | 1 score (3 pages) 36 cm |