Weston, R. P. and Lee, Bert, Sheet music, 1917

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Description: 
Title: "Good-Bye-ee" Time Signature: C Key: G Notations: Allegro moderato
Case Study: 
“Boys from Canada”: The Songs of the First World War
Creator: 
Weston, R. P. and Lee, Bert
Source: 
sheet music
Date: 
1917
Place: London (also New York and Sydney)
Publisher: 
Francis, Day and Hunter
Contributer: 
McMaster University Libraries
Rights: 
Copyright, public domain: McMaster University owns the rights to the archival copy of the digital image in TIFF format.

Identifier: 
WWI, 66
Language: 
eng
Type: 
Image, Audio
Format: 
jpg mp3
Transcript: 

Verse 1: Brother Bertie went away To do his bit the other day With a smile on his lips and his lieutenant ‘pips’ Upon his should, bright and gay. As the train mov’d out he said, “Remember me to all the ‘Birds!’ Then he wagg’d his paw, and went away to war, Shouting out these pathetic words,
Chorus: “Good-bye-ee, good-bye-ee! Wipe the tear, baby dear, from your eye-ee Tho’ it’s hard to part, I know, I’ll be tickled to death to go. Don’t cry-ee! Don’t sigh-ee There’s a silver lining in the sky-ee. Bonsoir, old thing! Cheer-i-o chin chin! Nah poo! Toodle-oo! Good-bye-ee!”
Verse 2: Marmaduke Horatio Flynn, Although he’d whiskers round his chin, In a play took a part, and he touch’d ev’ry heart As little Willie in “Each Lynne” As the little dying child Upon his snow white bed he lay, And amid their tears the people gave three cheers When he said as he pass’d away
Verse 3: At a concert down at Kew Some convalescent dress’d in blue Had to hear Lady Lee, who had turn’d eighty three, Sing all the old, old songs she knew. Then she made a speech and said, “I look upon you boys with pride, And for what you’ve done I’m going to kiss each one” then they all grabb’d their sticks and cried
Verse 4: Little Private Patrick Shaw He was a prisoner of war till a Hun with a gun call’d him ‘pig-dog” for fun, Then Paddy punched him on the jaw. Right across the bar-wire fence The German dropp’d then, dear, oh, dear! All the fence gave way, and Paddy yell’d “Hooray!” As he ran for the Dutch frontier.