Xmas
Wed Dec 26 03:00 EST 2018
This was rebroadcast on The Big Broadcast: Christmas Eve. It's from the "Command Performance, Christmas Special" broadcast to the American troops (AFRS, Original air date December 25, 1944).
The rhymes are clever, but how the times have changed....Virginia O'Brien: Let's be Sweethearts Again
Album: Folk Classics (Say That We'll be Sweethearts Again)
Life used to be a gay thing,
a filled-with-happiness, night-and-day thing.
It was something to have and to hold,
but it seems that your love grew cold....
I never knew that our romance had ended
until you poisoned my food.
And I thought it was a lark
when you kicked me in the park,
but now I think it was rude!
I never knew that you and I were finished
until that bottle hit my head.
Though I tried to be aloof
when you pushed me off the roof,
I feel our romance is dead!
It wouldn't have been so bad if you'd told me,
if you told me that someone had suddenly taken my place! Huh!
But no, you didn't even scold me;
You just tried to disfigure my face!
You'll never know how this heart of mine is breaking;
It looks so hopeless, but then
Our life could still be sweet and placid
if you just put down that acid,
and say we're sweethearts again!
[spoken]
Remember that night in Bridgeport,
when the moon shone down on both of us
and the breeze sang a love song,
and you looked at me, and I looked at you,
and you didn't know what to do, so you broke my leg?
I thought there was sort of a strange look in your eyes.
But then you smiled, and well, it made everything alright!
Then there was that time when we went canoeing
and you set fire to my dress.
You said you pushed me overboard to put out the flame,
But I could never quite understand why you held my head under water so long!
'Course I've never met this person who's taking my place.
But I want you to know that I wish you all the luck in the world.
And if there's anything I can do, anything at all,
You can reach me in room number 304
in the General Hospital!
Farewell, my sweet!
[singing]
You'll never know how this heart of mine is breaking.
It looks so hopeless, but then
Our love is great; no love can match it!
Darling, please put down that hatchet,
And say we're sweethearts again!
[This entry was originally posted as https://syntonic-comma.dreamwidth.org/1040491.html on Dreamwidth (where there are
comments).]
This was rebroadcast on The Big Broadcast: Christmas Eve. It's from the "Command Performance, Christmas Special" broadcast to the American troops (AFRS, Original air date December 25, 1944).
The rhymes are clever, but how the times have changed....Virginia O'Brien: Let's be Sweethearts Again
Album: Folk Classics (Say That We'll be Sweethearts Again)
Life used to be a gay thing,
a filled-with-happiness, night-and-day thing.
It was something to have and to hold,
but it seems that your love grew cold....
I never knew that our romance had ended
until you poisoned my food.
And I thought it was a lark
when you kicked me in the park,
but now I think it was rude!
I never knew that you and I were finished
until that bottle hit my head.
Though I tried to be aloof
when you pushed me off the roof,
I feel our romance is dead!
It wouldn't have been so bad if you'd told me,
if you told me that someone had suddenly taken my place! Huh!
But no, you didn't even scold me;
You just tried to disfigure my face!
You'll never know how this heart of mine is breaking;
It looks so hopeless, but then
Our life could still be sweet and placid
if you just put down that acid,
and say we're sweethearts again!
[spoken]
Remember that night in Bridgeport,
when the moon shone down on both of us
and the breeze sang a love song,
and you looked at me, and I looked at you,
and you didn't know what to do, so you broke my leg?
I thought there was sort of a strange look in your eyes.
But then you smiled, and well, it made everything alright!
Then there was that time when we went canoeing
and you set fire to my dress.
You said you pushed me overboard to put out the flame,
But I could never quite understand why you held my head under water so long!
'Course I've never met this person who's taking my place.
But I want you to know that I wish you all the luck in the world.
And if there's anything I can do, anything at all,
You can reach me in room number 304
in the General Hospital!
Farewell, my sweet!
[singing]
You'll never know how this heart of mine is breaking.
It looks so hopeless, but then
Our love is great; no love can match it!
Darling, please put down that hatchet,
And say we're sweethearts again!
[This entry was originally posted as https://syntonic-comma.dreamwidth.org/1040491.html on Dreamwidth (where there are
comments).]