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x+ _GET A SMILE ON YOUR FACE (asillustrated) AND COME TO THE . **P Wandered today to the hill Maggie, s ~ ~~To watch the scene below; avm’»‘I‘he@reek ‘and the old rusty m111 Maggie, Wher we sat in the long, long ago. The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggic, Where first the daisies sprung, The old rusty mill is still, Maggie, Since you and I were young ~And now we are aged and gray, Maggie, And the trials of life nearly done; Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggic, When you and I were young. home -f For the old Kentucky home, far (Key of D) Gone are the days when my heart was young3 and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields â€"â€" ~away, Gone from the earth to a better land, I know, tle voices calling "Old Black 5 j I‘m comingtim coming, for my head is bendâ€" I hear* %entle voices calling "Old Black _ Weep no more my lady, Oh! weepn no more today! @ We will sing one song for the old Kentucky The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home. S "Tis summer, the darkies: are gay, The corn top‘s ripe and the meadow‘s in the bloom, _ ‘While the birds make musi¢ all the day. The young folks roll on the little catin floo All merry. all happy and bright.: By an‘ by, hard times comes a.--knoc:kim7 at the door, Then my old Kentuc_ky. home, goodâ€"night! Way. down upon de Swanee Ribber, Far far away, Dere‘s wha my heart is turning ebber, Dere‘s wha de old folks stay. And up and down de whole creation Sadly I roam, Still longing for de old plantation, And for de old folks at home. Chorus All de world am sad and dreary, Eberywhere I roam, Oh! darkeys, how my heart grows weary, When You And I Were Young Maggic (Key of EBE flat) Way Down Upon The Swanee River +ozp o_ _ c m o we â€" JB i4 Far from de old folks at God save our gracious King, Long live our noble King, God save the King. Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us, Joe." _ Space Contributed By The Porcupine Advance In The Interest Of Community Welfarc Band Concert â€" Beginning at 8.30, Singing at 8â€"45 o‘clock God save the King. My Old Kentucky Home » Hz God Save The King â€" Bring. your family, a sunny disposition and this song sheet, get set to enjoy yourself withyour neighbours. Let‘s forget 3 about the tax rate â€" politics â€" and the neighbhours dog â€" and have some fun! . x; Old Black Joe SPONSORED BY THE TIMMINS Y‘S MEN‘S CLUB (Key of D flat) (Key of G) awuy. en scb (J) Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag, And smile, smile, smile, While you‘ve a. lucifer to light your fag Smile boys that‘s the style, What‘s the use of worrying? It never was worth while,â€" so â€" Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag, And smile, smile, smile, It‘s a long way .to Tipperary It‘s a long to go, " It‘s a long way to Tipperary, To the sweetest girl I know, Goodbye, Piccadilly, Farewell Le * C It‘s a long, long wa to Tipperary Butâ€"my heart‘s right there. There‘s a long, long; trail aâ€"winding Into the land of my dreams, Where the nightingales are singing, And a white moon beams, There‘s a long, long night of waiting Until my dréams all come true, Till the day when I‘ll be going down, That long, long trail with you. Drink to me only with thine eyes And I will pledge with mine Or leave a kiss within the cup And I‘‘l not ask for wine The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine But might I of loves necâ€"tar sip I would not change for thine. Lead kindly light amid th‘ encircling (Gioom, Lead thoo me on, The night is dark â€" and I am far from home Lead thou me on, Keep thou my feet, I do not ask to see. The distant scene, one step enough for me I was not ever thus, nor pray‘d that Tha thou shouldst lead me on, I loved to choose and see my path But now lead thou me on I loved the Garisk Day and spite of fears Pride ruled my will Remember not past years Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes Roll out the Barrel, We‘ll have a barrel of fun, Roll out the barrel, We‘ve got the blues on the run, Zingâ€"Boomâ€"Taâ€"Rayâ€"Rah, _ Sing out a song of good cheer, Now‘s the time to roll the barrel, For the gang‘s all here. ‘ There‘s A Long Long Trail Pack Up Your ‘Troubles Roll Out The Barrcl Lead Kindly Light to Tlppexaxy, girl I know, dilI"y, Farewell Leicester Square, Tipperary But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying, If I am dead as dead I well may be .. You‘ll come and find the place where I am c m lying *~And kneel and say an Ave there fm me *And I shall hear though soft you tread above y o. "*‘And all my grave shall warmer, sweeter be, i ""h $ * I give you a toast, ladies and gentlemen, "May this fair land we love so well In dignity and freedom dwell"‘, Tho‘ worlds may change and go awry While there is still one voice to cry. REFAIN There‘ll always be an England, while there‘s Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calâ€" § ling, . From glen to glen, and down the mountain side; The summer‘s gone and all the roses falling, It‘s you, it‘s you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer‘s in the meadow, Or when the valley‘s hushed and white with snow, It‘s I‘ll be there in sunshine or in shadow. Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy I love you su. For you will kneel and tell me that you love And I shall sleep in peace, until you comt to me. a country lane,; Wherever there‘s a cottage small beside a field of grain. There‘ll always be an England while there‘s ° a busy street Wherever there‘s a turning wheel, a million marching feet. Red, white and blue, what does it mean to you? sSurely you‘re proud, shout it aloud Britains awake The Empire too, we can depend on you, Freedom remains these are the chains nothâ€" ing can break There‘ll always be an England, and England _ shall be free If England means as much to you, As England means to me There‘ll Always be an England Alouette, Gentille alouette, Alounette, je t‘y plumerai Alouette, gentille alouette, Alouette je t‘y plumerai. Je t‘y plumerai la tete Je t‘y plumerai la tete Je t‘y plumerai les yeux Je t‘y plumerai les yeux Je t‘y plumerai le bec Je t‘y plumerai le bec Jet‘y plumerai le cu Jet‘y plumerai le cu Je t‘y plumerai les ailes Je t‘y plumerai les ailes Je t‘y plumerai les pattes Je t‘y plumerai les pattes Je t‘l plumerai les dos Je t‘l plumerai les dos Je t‘y plumerai la queue Je t‘y plumerai la queue Danny Boy Alouette (Key of C) The bells of St. MaryEs at sweet eventide, Shall call me beloved, to come to your side, And out of the valley in sound of the sea, I know you‘ll be waiting, yes waiting for me. REFRAIN The bells of St;: Mary‘s, Oh! hear they â€"are calling The young loves, the true loves Who came from the sea, And so my beloved, When red leaves are falling, The loveâ€"bells shall ring out For you and me. After the ball is over After the break of dawn After the dancers leaving; after the‘ stars are gone; Many a heart is aching, if you could read them all; Many the hopes that have vanished After the ball. Thete‘s a happy phrase that can bllghten all your days, It can turn your days of darkness into son So ev‘ â€" ry day along your way, though sad or gay, Just smile and say “we’ll take it and we ‘ll carry on!" CHORUS â€" All pull together through the stormy weather Carry On, Carry On, Carry On Keep on trying, keep the old flag fying Carry On, Carry On, Carry On The sun is shining above the cloudy sky,. A silver lining will greet you by and by, So,All pull together through the stormy weather â€" > Carry On, Carry On, Carry On The oriole with joy was sweetly s%’g!ng, The little brook was bab‘ling its tu The village bells at noon were gaily ringing The world seem‘d brighter than A harvest moon ; For there within my arms I gently preSscd you, And blushing red, you slowly turned away, I can‘t forget the way I once caressed you; I only pray we‘ll meet another day. it y CHORUS In the shade of the old apple tree, Where the love in your eyes I could see, When the voice that I heard, like tpp qqng of the bird, Seem‘d to whtsper sweet music to me' ; I could hear the dull buzz of the boe In the blossoms as you said to m %g With a heart that is true, I‘ll bc wal for In the shade of the old apple tree In The Shade of the Old Apple ‘Free The Bells of St. Mary‘s After The Ball Carry On