STAR SPANGLED BANNER

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CONTENTS

Along the Navajo Trail --- 15

America ______________________________ . _____________________________ ---_____ -- _---_--- 1

America, the Beautiful --- 2

Battle Hymn of the Republic --- 5

Blue Bells of Scotland --- 13_ Bull Dog --- __ ____ ______ __ ____ _ _ _ 12 Columbia, The Gem of the Ocean --- 2

Darling Nelly Gray --- 8

Dixie Land ---___________ --- 3

Flow Gently Sweet Afton --- 12

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing --- 18

Home on the Range --- 16

Home Sweet Home --- 11

I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day --- 20

John Brown's Body --- 16

Joy to the World --- 21

Juanita ---___ ---_ ______ 14 Little Brown Church in the Vale --- 21

Long, Long Ago --- 6

Marine Hymn --- 17

My Old Kentucky Home --- 5

0 Come All Ye Faithful ---~--- 18

Oh, My Darling Clementine --- 15

Old Black Joe ________ ---~--- 9

Old Folks at Home --- 7

0 Little Town of Bethlehem --- 20

Ruben and Rachel --- 13

Sailing ______________________ . ___ . _________________________________________________ _.__ __ _ _ _ _ _ __ 11 She'll Be Coming 'Round the Mountain --- 14

Silent Night --- 19

Star Spangled Banner --- 1

Swing Low Sweet Chariot --- 9

Tenting on the Old Camp Ground --- 4

There Are Many Flags in Many Lands ---~--- 3

There's Music in the Air --- 7

'Tis Springtime --- 10

Tramp, Tramp, Tramp --- 4

Uncle Ned __________ ---__________ _____________ 8 We Three Kings of Orient Are --- 19

When You and I Were Young Maggie --- 10

While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks --- 20 Whispering Hope

---STAR SPANGLED BANNER Oh say! can you see, by the dawn's early light,

What so proud-ly we hailed at the twi-light's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro' the per-il-ous fight, O'er the ram-parts we watch'd were so gal-lant-ly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,

Gave proof thro' the night that our flag was still there. Oh, say does that Star-spangled Ban-ner yet wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen thro' the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread si-lence re-pos-es, What is that which the breeze, o'er the tow-er-ing steep, As it fit-ful-ly blows, half con-ceals, half dis-clos-es? Now it catch-es the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory re-fleet-ed now shines on the stream; 'Tis the Star-spangled Ban-ner: oh, long may it wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave. Oh, thus be it ev-er when freemen shall stand

Between their lov'd homes and the wars de-so-la-tion! Blest with vic-tory and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land, Praise the Pow'r that hath made and pre-served us a na-tion! Then con-quer we must, when our cause it is just,

And this be our Mot-to: "In God is our Trust"

And the Star-spangled Banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.

AMERICA

My coun-try, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of lib-er-ty, Of thee I sing. Land where my fa-thers died!

Land of the Pil-rim's pride! From ev-'ry mountain side, Let freedom ring!

Our fa-ther's God, to Thee, Au-thor of lib-er-ty, To thee we sing. Long may our land be bright With freedo:n's ho-ly light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King.

COLUMBIA, THE GEM OF THE OCEAN 0 Co-lum-bia, the gem of the o-cean,

The home of the brave and the free, The shrine of each patriot's de-vo-tion, A world offers homage to thee, Thy mandates make heroes assemble, When Lib-er-ty's form stands in view; . Thy ban-ners make tyr-an-ny tremble,

When borne by the red, white, and blue! CHORUS:

When borne by the red, white, and blue, When borne by the red, white, and blue, Thy banners make tyr-an-ny tremble When borne by the red, white, and blue. The star-spangled banner bring hither, O'er Columbia's true sons let it wave;

May the wreaths they have won never wither, Nor its stars cease to shine on the brave: May thy ser-vice, u-nit-ed ne'er sev-er, But hold to their col-ors so true; The a-rmy and na-vy for ev-er,

Three cheers for the red, white, and blue!

AMERICA, THE BEAUTIFUL

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beau-ti-ful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For pur-ple mountain maj-es-ties, A-bove the fruit-ed plain. A-mer-i-ca! A-mer-i-ca! God shed His grace on thee,

And crown thy good with brotherhood, From sea to shining sea. 0 beau-ti-ful for pa-triot dream That sees beyond the years Thine al-a-baster cit-ies gleam, Undimmed by hu-man tears. A-mer-i-ca! A-mer-i-ca! God shed His grace on thee,

THERE ARE MANY FLAGS IN MANY LANDS There are many flags in many lands,

There are flags of every hue,

But there is no flag how ever grand, Like our own Red, White, and Blue. CHORUS

Then hurrah for the flag, our country's flag, It's stripes and white stars too;

There is no flag in any land

Like our own Red, White, and Blue. I know where the prettiest colors are, And I'm sure if I only knew,

How to get them here I'd make a flag Of g1orious Red, White and Blue.

We shall always love the stars and stripes, And we mean to be ever true

To this land of ours and the dear old flag, The Red, the White, the Blue.

DIXIE LAND I wish I was in the land of cotton, Old times there are not forgotten,

Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land. In Dixie Land where I was born in,

Early on one frosty morning,

Look away, look away, look away, Dixie Land. CHORUS:

Then I wish I was in Dixie Hooray, Hooray, In Dixie Land, I'll take my stand,

To live and die in Dixie,

Away, away, away down south in Dixie, Away, away, away, down south in Dixie.

TRAMP! TRAMP! TRAMP!

In the pri-son cell I sit, Think-ing Moth-er dear, of you, And our bright and happy home so far a-way;

And the tears they fill my eyes Spite of all that I can do, Though I try to cheer my com-rades and be gay.

CHORUS:

Tramp, tramp, tramp, the boys are marching, Cheer up, comrades, they will come

And beneath the starry flag We shall breath the air a-gain Of the freeland in our own be-lov-ed home.

So, with-in the pri-son cell, We are wait-ing for the day That shall come to o-pen wide the iron door;

And the hol-low eye grows bright, And the poor heart al-most gay, As we think of see-ing home and friends once more.

TENTING ON THE OLD CAMP GROUND We're ten-ting to night on the old Camp ground,

Give us a song to cheer Our wear-y hearts, a song of home And friends we love so dear.

CHORUS:

Man-y are the hearts that are weary to-night, Wishing for the war to cease

Man-y are the hearts that are looking for the right, To see the dawn of peace.

Tenting to-night, Tenting to-night, Tenting on the old camp ground.

We've been fight-ing to-day on the old Camp ground, Man-y are ly-ing near; Some are dead, and some are dy-ing, Man-y are in tears.

MY OLD KENTUCKY HOME The sun shines bright in the old Ken-tuck-y home, 'Tis sum-mer, the dark-ies are gay;

The corn top's ripe and the mead-ow's in the bloom, While the birds make mu-sic all the day;

The young folks roll on the little cabin floor All merry, all happy and bright;

By'n by hard times comes a knocking at the door Then my old Ken-tuck-y home, goodnight.

CHORUS:

Weep no more, my la-dy, 0 weep no more to day! We will sing one song for the old Ken-tucky home, For the old Kentucky home, far a-way.

·The head must bow and the back will have to bend, Wher-ev-er the dark-ies may go;

A few more days, and the trouble all will end, In the field where the su-gar-canes grow; A few more days for to tote the weary load, No matter 'twill never be light;

A few more days till we tot-ter on the road, Then my old Kentuck-y home good night.

BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC

Mine eyes have seen the glo-ry of the com-ing of the Lord; He is tramp-ling out the vin-tage where the grapes of wrath are stor'd;

He hath loos'd the fateful lightn-ing of His terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on.

CHORUS:

Glo-ry, Glo-ry, hal-le-lu-jah! Glo-ry, glo-ry, hal-le-lu jah! Glo-ry, glo-ry, hal-le-lu-jah! His truth is marching on.

In the beau-ty of the lil-ies Christ was born a-cross the sea, With a glo-ry in His bos-om that trans-figures you and me; As He died to make men ho-ly let us die to make men free, While God is march-ing on.

YANKEE DOODLE

Fath'r and I went down to camp, A-long with Captain Good'in, And there we saw the men and boys As thick as hasty pud-din'. And then the feathers on his hat, They look'd so very fine, ah! Oh! I want-ed pesk-i-ly to get To give to my Je-mi-ma. CHORUS:

Yan-kee Doo-dle keep it up, Yan-kee Doodle dan-dy, Mind the music and the step, And with the girls be han-dy.

LONG, LONG AGO Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long a-go, Long, long a-go;

Sing me the songs I de-lighted to hear, Long, long a-go, long a-go.

Now you are come, all my grief is re-moved, Let me for-get that so long you have rov'd, Let me be-lieve that you love as you loved, Long, long a-go, long a-go.

Tho' by your kindness my fond hopes were rais'd, Long, long a-go, Long, long a-go.

You by more el-quent lips have been prais'd, Long, long a-go, Long a-go.

But by long absence your truth has been tried, Still to your ac-cents I list-en with pride, Blest as I was when I sat by your side, Long, long a-go, long a-go.

OLD FOLKS AT HOME

'Way down up-on de Swa-nee Riv-er, Far, far a-way, Dere's wha my heart is turn-ing ev-er,

Dere's wha de old folks stay.

All up and down the whole cre-a-tion, Sadly I roam, Still longing for de old plan-ta-tion,

And for de old folks at home. CHORUS:

All de world am sad and drear-y, Ev-'ry where I roam;

Oh! da.rkies, how my heart grows weary,

Far from de old folks at home.

One lit-tle hut a-mong de bush-es, One that I love,

Still sad-ly to my mem-'ry rush-es, No mat-ter where I rove.

When will I see de bees a-burn-ing, All roun' de comb? When will I hear de ban-jo tum-ming

Down in my good old home?

THERE'S MUSIC IN THE AIR There's mu-sic in the air

When the in-fant morn is nigh, And faint its blush is seen

On the bright and laughing sky. Many a harp's ec-stat-ic sound, With its thrill of joy pro-found, While we list, en-chant-ed there, To the mu-sic in the air.

There's mu-sic in the air When the twilight's gentle sigh Is lost on evening's breast, As its pen-sive beauties die.

Then, oh, then the loved ones gone Wake the pure ce-les-tial song, An-gel voi-ces greet us there, In the mu-sic in the air.

WHEN YOU AND I WERE YOUNG MAGGIE I wan-dered to-day to the hill, Maggie,

To watch the scene be-low,

The creek and the old rust-y mill, Maggie, Where we sat in the long, long a-go.

The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie, Where first the dai-sies sprung;

The old rust-y mill is still, Maggie, Since you and I were young.

CHORUS:

And now we are aged and gray, Maggie, The tri-als of life near-ly done,

Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggie, When you and I were young.

They say I am fee-ble with age, Maggie, My steps are less spright-ly than then; My face is a well-written page, Maggie, But time a-lone was the pen.

And now we are a-ged and gray, Maggie, The tri-als of life near-ly done,

Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggie, When you and I were young.

'TIS SPRINGTIME

'Tis spring time, 'tis spring time, Cold win-ter is past; Warm breez-es are blowing and May's here at last; The birds are re-turn-ing, Their songs fill the air; And meadows are smil-ling With blossoms so fair. 'Tis spring time, 'tis spring time, All na-ture's re-born; Shy flow-ers, fresh grass-es The hill-sides a-dorn;

The or-chards and wood-lands With col-ors are gay, The glad earth re-joices Through all the bright day.

SAILING

Y'heave ho, my lads, the wind blows free, A pleasant gale is on our lee,

And roon across the ocean clear

Our gallant bark shall bravely steer,

But ere we part from Freedom's shores tonight, A song we'll sing for home and beauty bright.

Then here's to the sailor and here's to the soldier, too,

Hearts will beat for him upon the waters blue.

CHORUS

Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main, For many a stormy wind shall blow Ere Jack comes home again.

Sailing, sailing over the bounding main, For many a stormy wind shall blow, Ere Jack comes home again.

The sailor's life is bold and free,

His home is on the rolling sea,

And never a heart more true or brave,

Than his who launches on the wave;

Afar he speeds in distant climes to roam,

With joyous song he rides the sparkling foam. Then here's to the sailor and here's to the soldier too,

Hearts will beat for him upon the waters blue.

HOME SWEET HOME

'Mid pleasures and pal-a-ces though we may roam,

Be it ev-er so humble, there's no place like home;

A charm from the skies seems to hal-low us there,

Which, seek thro' the world, is ne-er met with else-where.

CHORUS:

Home, home, sweet, sweet, home.

There's no place like home, Oh, there's no place like home.

An ex-_{ile from home spendor daz-zles in vain;}

Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage a-gain; The birds singing gai-ly, that came at my call, Give me them, and that peace of mind dear-er than all.

FLOW GENTLY, SWEET AFTON Flow gen-tly, sweet Afton, a-mong thy green braes; Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Ma-ry's a-sleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Af-ton, dis-turb not her dream.

Thou stock-dove, whose ech-o re-sounds from the hill, Ye wild whistling black-birds in yon thor-y dell,

Thou green crest-ed lap-wing, thy screaming for-bear, I charge you, dis-turb not my slum-ber-ing fair.

Thy crys-tal stream, Afton, how love-ly it glides, And winds by the cot where my Ma-ry re-sides! How wanton thy wa-ters her snowy feet lave,

As, gath'ring sweet f:low'rets, she stems thy clear wave! Flow gent-ly, sweet Afton, a-mong thy green braes, Flow gent-ly sweet riv-er, the theme of my lays: My Ma-ry's a-sleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gent-ly, sweet Af-ton, dis-turb not her dream.

THE BULL - DOG

Male Voices

Oh! the bull-dog on the bank, And the bull-frog in the pool, Oh! the bull-dog on the bank,

And the bull-frog in the pool,

Oh! the bull-dog on the bank, And the bull-frog in the pool, The bull-dog called the bull-frog, A green old water-fool.

CHORUS

Singing tra la la la la la la, Singing tra la la la la la la,

Tra la la la, tra la la la, tra la la la la la.

Singing tra la la la la la, Singing tra la la la la la.

Pharaoh's daughter on the bank, Little Mo-ses in the pool. Pharaoh's daughter on the bank, Little lVIo-ses in the pool.

Pharaoh's daughter on the bank, Little Mo-ses in the pool,

She fish'd him out with a telegraph pole,

REUBEN AND RACHEL Reu-ben, Reu-ben, I've been think-ing, What a grand world this would be

If the men were all trans-ported

Far be-yond the North-ern Sea. 0! my goodness, gra-cious Ra-chel, What a queer world this would be

If the men were all trans-port-ed

Far be-yond the North-ern Sea. Reu-ben, Reu-ben, I've been think-ing, What a gay life girls would lead,

If they had no men a-bout them,

None to tease them, none to heed. Ra-chel, Ra-chel, I've been think-ing,

Men would have a mer-ry time,

If at once they were transport-ed

Far be-yond the salt-y brine.

Reu-ben, Reu-ben, stop your teas-ing, If you've an-y love for me,

I was on-ly just a-fool-ing,

As I thought of course you'd see. Ra-chel, if you'll not transport us, I will take you for my wife,

And I'll split with you my mon-ey Ev - 'ry pay - day of my life.

THE BLUE-BELLS OF SCOTLAND

0 where, and 0 ·Where is your High-land lad-die gone?

0 where, and 0 where is your High-land lad-die gone? He's gone to fight the foe for King George up-on the throne; And it's oh! in my heart, how I wish him safe at home! Sup-pose, and sup-pose that your High-land lad should die? Sup-pose, and sup-pose that your High-land lad should die? The bag-pipes shall play o'r him, and I'd lay me down and cry; But it's oh! in my heart that I wish he may not die.

JUANITA

Soft o'er the foun-tain, lin-g'ring falls the southern moon; Far o'er the mountain, Breaks the day too soon!

In thy dark eyes, splendor, Where the warm light loves to dwell,

Wear-y looks, yet ten-der, Speak their fond fare-well Ni-ta! Jua-ni-ta! Ask thy soul if we should part!

Ni-ta! Jua- ni-ta! Lean thou on my heart.

When in thy dream-ing Moons like these shall shine again, And daylight beaming, Prove thy dreams are vain,

Wilt thou not, re-lent-ing, For thine absent lov-er sigh? In thy heart con-sent-ing to a pray'r gone by?

Ni-ta! Jua-ni-ta! Let me lin-ger by thy side! Ni-ta! Jua-ni-ta! Be my own Fair Bride.

SHE'LL BE COMING 'ROUND THE MOUNTAIN She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes, She'll be steaming and puffing oh, Lawd,

She won't stop for nothing,

She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes. She'll be driving six white horses when she comes, She'll be driving six white horses when she comes, She'll be driving six white horses,

She'll be driving six white horses,

She'll be driving six white horses when she comes. Oh, we'll all go out to meet her when she comes, Oh, we'll all go out and meet her when she comes, We will kill the old red rooster,

We will kill the old red rooster,

OH, MY DARLING CLEMENTINE In a cavern, in a canyon,

Excavating for a mine, Dwelt a miner, forty niner, And his daughter Clementine.

CHORUS

Oh, my darling, oh my darling, Oh, my darling Celementine, You are lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry Clementine.

Light she, was and like a fairy,

And her shoes were number· nine,

Herring boxes, without topses. Sandals were for Clementine.

ALONG THE NAVAJO TRAIL Every day along about evening,

When the sunlight's beginning to fail, I ride through the slumbering shadows, ALONG THE NAVAJO TRAIL.

When it's night and crickets are calling,

And coyotes are making a wail,

I dream by a smouldering fire, ALONG THE NAVAJO TRAIL. I love to lie and listen to the music,

When the wind is strumming a sagebrush guitar, When over yonder hill the moon is climbing, It always finds me wishing on a star.

Well, what do you know? It's morning already,

There's the dawning so silver and pale,

It's time to climb into my saddle,

HOME ON THE RANGE Oh, give me a home, where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play, Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day.

CHORUS

Home, home on the range;

Where the deer and the antelope play; Where seldom is heard a discouraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand Flows leisurely down the stream;

Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along Like a maid in a heavenly dream.

Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free, The breezes so balmy and bright,

That I would not exchange my home on the range For all the cities so bright.

How often at night, when the heavens are bright With the light from the glittering stars,

Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed

If their glory exceeds that of ours.

JOHN BROWN'S BODY John Brown's body lies amould'ring in the grave, John Brown's body lies amould'ring in the grave, John Brown's body lies amould'ring in the grave, His soul goes marching on!

CHORUS:

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! His soul is marching on.

John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back,

John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back,

John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back,.

THE MARINE HYMN From the halls of Montezuma

To the shores. of Tripoli;

We fight our. country's battles On the land as on the sea;

First to fight for right and freedom And to keep our honor clean; We are proud to claim the title Of United States Marines.

WHISPERING HOPE Soft as the voice of an angel,

Breathing a lesson unheard, Hope with a gentle persuasion, Whispers her comforting word. Wait, till the darkness is over, Wait, till the tempest is done, Hope for the sunshine tomorrow, After the shower is done.

CHORUS

Whispering hope, oh, how welcome thy voice,

Making my heart, in its sorrow, rejoice. If the dusk of the twilight

Dim the region afar,

Will not the deepening darkness Brighten the glimmering star? Then when the night is upon us, Why should the heart sink away? When the dark midnight is over Watch for the breaking of day.

0 COME, ALL YE FAITHFUL 0 come, all ye faith-ful, Joy-ful and tri-umphant, 0 come ye, 0 come ye to Beth - le - hem.

Come and be-hold Him, Born the King of Angels; 0 come, let us a-dore Him, 0 come let us a-dore Him, 0 come, let us a-dore Him, Christ the Lord.

Sing, choirs of An-gels, Sing in ex-ul-ta-tion,

Sing, all ye ci-tiz-ens of heav'n a-bove:

Glo-ry to God In the highest, glo-ry!

0 corne let us a-dore Him, 0 come, let us a-dore Him,

0 come, let us a-dore Him, Christ the Lord.

HARK! THE HERALD ANGELS SING Hark! the her-ald an-gels sing,

Glo-ry to the new born King; Peace on earth, and mer-cy mild,

God and sin-ners re-con-ciled.

Joy-ful all ye na-tions, rise, Join the tri-umph of the skies; With an-gel-ic host proclaim, "Christ is born in Beth-le-hem".

CHORUS

Hark! the her-ald an-gels sing,

"Glory to the new-born King"!

Hail! the heav'n-born Prince of Peace! Hail! the Son of Right-eousness!

Light and life to all He brings, Ris'n with heal-ing in His wings. Mild He lays His glo -ry by, Born that man no more may die: Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them sec-ond birth.

SILENT NIGHT Silent Night! Holy night!

All is calm, all is bright,

Round yon Virgin Mother and Child!·

Holy Infant, so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace,

Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent Night! Holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight! Glories stream from Heaven afar, Heavenly host sing Alleluia, Christ, the Savior is born! Christ, the Savior is born! Silent Night! Holy night! Son of God, love's pure light

Radiant beams from Thy holy face, With the dawn of redeeming grace Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth,

Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth.

WE THREE KINGS OF ORIENT ARE We three kings of O-ri-ent are,

Bear-ing gifts we trav-erse far

Field and foun-tain, moor and moun-tain, Fol-low-ing yon-der star.

CHORUS

Oh, star of won-der, star of might, Star with roy-al beau-ty bright, West-ward lead-ing still pro-ceed-ing, Guide us to the per-feet light.

Glo-rious now be-hold Him rise, King and God Sac-ri-fice; Heav'n sings "Hal-le-lu-jah"! ''Hal-le-lu-jah"! earth re-plies.

0, LITTLE TOWN OF BETHLEHEM 0 lit-tle town of Beth-le-hem, How still we see thee lie; A-bove thy deep and dream-less sleep The si-lent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shin-eth The ev- ver -last-ing Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to - night. 0 ho-ly Child of Beth-le-hem, De-scend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin, and en-ter in, Be born in us to-day.

We hear the Christ-mas an-gels The great glad tid-ings tell; 0 come to us, a - bide with us, Our Lord E - man - u - el.

WHILE SHEPHERDS WATCHED THEIR FLOCKS While shepherds watched their flocks by night,

All seated on the ground;

The an-gel of the Lord came down,

And glo-ry shone a-round, and glo-ry shone a-round. "All glo-ry be to God on high,

And to the earth be peace;

Good will henceforth, from heav'n to men

Be-gin and ne-ver cease! Be-gin and nev-er cease"!

I HEARD THE BELLS ON CHRISTMAS DAY I heard the bells on Christmas day

Their old fa-mil-iar ca-rols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men. Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;

The wron~ shall fail, the right pre-vail,

JOY TO THE WORLD Joy to the world! the Lord is come; Let earth re-ceive her King;

Let ev-'ry heart pre-pare Him room,

And heav'n and na-ture sing, And heav'n and na-ture sing, And heav'n, and heav'n and na-ture sing.

He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the na-tions prove

The glo-ries of His right-eous-ness,

And wonders of His love, And wonders of His love, And wonders, and won - ders of His love.

THE LITTLE BROWN CHURCH IN THE VALE There's a church in the valley by the wild-wood, No love-li-er place in the dale;

No spot is so dear to my child-hood As the lit-tie brown church in the vale.

CHORUS

0 come, come, come, come,

Come to the church in the wild-wood, '

0 come to the church in the dale; No spot is so dear to my child-hood As the lit-tle brown church in the vale. How sweet on a bright Sabbath morning To list to the clear ringing bell;

It's tones so sweet-ly are call-ing, 0 come to the church in the ~ale.

THE SHERMAN PRESS

Shennan Institute,

Rive~ide, Calif. 2-25-48-1800

START IT WITH A SMILE 1

When it's time for meeting And the friendly greeting, Start it with a smile; What's the use of sighing, Send all glcom a-flying, Start it with a smile.

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And while we're together, Always fair the weather

Sun~hine all the while:

Ev'ry song we sing ,

Just makes the rafters ring, so Start it with a smile 1

COMIN' ROUND THE MOUNTAIN

She'll be comin' round the mountain when she comes

She'll be comin' round the mountain when she come·;

She'll be comin' round the mountain She'll be comin' round the mountam

She'll be comin' round the mountain when she Cl)m~s

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We will kill the old red rooster when she comes, etc.

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She'll be drivng six white horses hen she comes, etc. 4

We will have chicken and dumplin's when she comes, etc. 5

We will use the old Spare Bedroom when she comes, etc WHEN IT'S SPRING TIME IN THE ROCKIES When its Springtime in the Rockies,

I'm coming back to you,

Little Sweetheart of the mountains, With your bonny eyes of blue;

Once again I'll say I ( I love you,"

While the birds sing all the day, When it's Springtime in the Rockies, In the Rockies, far away.

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At the organ softly singing "Old Black Joe" There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor Spinning dreams of the long, long ago.

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Good-night, ladies 1 Good-night, ladies l Good-night, ladies 1

We're going to leave you now.

Merrily we roll along, Roll along, roll along, Merrily we roll along, Over the dark blue sea.

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Merrily we roll along,

Roll along, roll along,

The Purple And Gold

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Whose cross on high against the sky

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In hours of strife all through our lives

Will bring sweet thoughts of thee.

Oh Sherman, Dear Sherman,

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The big red apple,

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Come on Sherman! Truck on through!

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Riggity riggity russ, We're not supposed to cuss, But nevertheless we must confess There's nothing wrong with S.I.S!

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Boom-a-lacka Boom-a-lacka, Who are we,

Apaches, Papagos, Navajos, U.S. Indians well I guess Altogether

Yes! Yes! Yes!

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Yea Team'

Got a team (Clap-Clap) Thats on the beam (Clap-Clap) We got a team, Thats on the beam So lets hep to the jive

Come on team, Lets skin them alive!

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Go back, go back, Go back to the sticks, We heard that yell in '26! 6

Wash'em out, ring'em out, Hang' em on the line We can beat Riverside Any old time!

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We have got a school, We have got a yell, We have got a team That fights

like-Hit'em high! hit'em low!

Come on Sherman! lets go!

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Who we gonna yell for!

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Who do we appreciate S-H-E-R-M-A-N That's the way we spell it! Here's the way we yell it! Sherman! Sherman! Sherman!

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Who for: What for! Who we gonna yell for Sherman! Sherman! Sherman!

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Minne-Minne-Apolis, Saint-Saint-Paul, Who said the Indians,

Can't play ball!

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You can beat eggs You can beat cream But you can't beat

Sherman's basketball team!

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Locomotive- locomotive

Steam-Steam-Steam!

Horse and buggy, horse and buggy Team! Team! Team!

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One zip, two zip, Three zip-a-zan, I'm glad I am A razzle-dazzle, Gooble-gabble Siss Boom Bah, Sherman-Sherman Rah! Rah! Rah!

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Dribble

Tap it in the center dribble down the floor. Shot it in the basket score team, score!

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Yea-Team! See that basket See that rim

Come on Sherman sink it in Sink it in -Sherman sink it in!

15 Hey, Hey, Where Where We want a basket Over there! 17

Beating on the Tom Tom Shimmy up a tree

Yqu think you are going to beat us,

~ut you ain't by gee!

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Spell out Sherman SHERMAN!

Sherman- Sherman- Sherman

(15) Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah,

1. Valley Of The Moon Down the lane we'll meet by the roses,

In the valley of the moon;

And I lost my heart by the 1·oses,

In the valley of the moon. \Ve kissed and said, ugoodbye",

She cried and so did I,

Now do you wonder why I'm lonely?

But we '11 meet again by the roses

In the valley of the moon.

2. Home 0 n The Range

0' Give me a h )fie where the buffalo roam. Where the deer and the antelope play, Where seldon1 is heard a discouraging word,

And the skies are not cloudy all day. Home, home, on the range Where the deer and the antelope play; Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,

And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Where th~ air is so pure, th~ .zephyr.s so free,

The breezes so balmy and light.

That I would not exchange my home on the range

For all of the cities so bright.

3 TherP. arP ny~s~' in old Kentucky

There are tty Js" in Idaho

You will find them down in dear old Texas And in every part of 0-h-i-o.

There are many "Y's" in Minnesota ln .Michigan and Tennessee

But the ((Y" we have at Sherman Chapel

Is the"'Y'' where I'll always go

4 Friendship is the the Thi11g Today

Friendship is the thing today That's uy" we are here, Just to help along the way,

That's <ty" w·e are here.

Sing together a merry old song

With a swing that will go right along, Sing as we always sing,

Making the rr cuntains rirg,

That's uy" we are here!

5 . .Sing For The Singing Sing, sing, sing for the singing

The whole day long;

Sing, sing, voices-are ringing

With heartfelt song;

Sing, sing, whate'er betide you Sing for the joy of the song

That's inside you;

Sing-tbe song's the thing; Sing, sing, loving the singing,

Just sing, sing, sing!

6. California

Our sturdy Golden Bear Is watching from the sky;

Looks down upon our colors fair, And guards them from his lair; Our banner gold and blue, The emblem on it teo, Means Fight for California, For California tht·u and thru!

7. Marching Along Together

Marching along together, Sharing every smile and tear; Marching along together

Whistling till the skies are clear Swinging along the highway, Over the road that's wide ...

Without a bugle! Without a drum!

We mean to chase the jinks ... Oh rum-ti-did-dle-di, here we come,

We're happy <<y M" Ginks;

Marching along together ... Life is wonderful side by side.

8. Aztec Song

Con-keen··kees, cal-e-dess, cal-e-dess-ca

Um-pie-te-yah, Um-pie-ta

Berry berry bess ca-ba-ress, ca-ba-relils-ca Um-pie-te-yah, Um-pie-ta.

Oh, nay, pa, she, 0 h, nay, pie;

9. Bells OfSt. Mary's The bells of St. Mary's

Ah, hear they are calling

The young lovPs, the true loves, Who come from the sea.

And so my beloved,

When red ]eaves are falling,

The love bells shall ring out ring out for you & me

10. We(re on the Upward Trail

We're on the upward trail ,

We're on the upward trail

Singing, singing, everybody singing, going on! We're on the upward trail

We're on the upward trail

Singing, singing, everybody singiag, homeward bound!

Sweetly sings the donkey on his way to hay 1.1

If you don't_go with him, he will run away

Hee-Haw-Hee-Haw-Hee-Haw-Hee-Haw!

13. Keep The Home Fires Burning Keep the home fires burning While your hearts z:re yearning,

1 hough the lads are far a way

They dream of home. There's a silver lining

'I hrough the dark clouds shining,

Turn the dark clouds inside out, Till tl1e boys come home.

14. Aloha

Proudly sweeps the rain-cloud o'er the cliff Borne swiftly by the western gale;

Vv bile the song of lover's parting grie.f, Sadly echoes amid the flowering vale. Farewell to thee, farewell to thee,

The winds will carry back ny sad refrain. One fond em brace, before we say goodbye, Until we meet again.

15. Grace for Supper

Be present at our table, Lord, Be here and everywhere adored.

These mercies bless and grant that we May ever love and serve but Thee.

12. Grandfather's Qlock ( B flat, T. 4- 4)

My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf,

So it stood ninety years no the floor;

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Though it weig~ed not a pennyweight more.

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Of the day that he was born,

And was always his treasure and pride. But it stopped-short! Never to go again When the old man died.

Chorus: Ninety years without slumbering Tick, tock, tick, tock

His life's seconds numbering Tick, tock, tick, tock.

It stopped short! Never to go again When the pld man died.

In watching its pendulum swing to and fro,

Many hours had he spent while a boy;

And in childb.ood and manhood the clock seemed to know

And to share both his grief and his joy.

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With a blooming and beautiful bride. But it stopped short·- never to go again

When the old man died. ( Chorus )

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Not a servant so faithful he found; For it wasted no time and had but one de--sire ...

At the close of the week to be wound. And it kept in its place not a frown upon its face

And its hands never hung by its side. Rut it stopped short ·· never to go hgain

When the old man died. ( Chorus )

4. It rang an alarm in the dead of the night

' An alarm that for years had been dumb;

We knew that his spirit was pluming for flight,

That his hour of departure had come. Still the clock kept the time with a soft and muffled chime

As we silently stood by his aide.

Eut stopped short-- never to go again

1. Valley Of The Moon

Down the lane we'll maet by the roses, In the valley of the moon;

And I lost my heart by the roses, In the valley of the moon. We kissed and said, ((goodbye",

She cried and so did I,

Now do you wonder why I'm·lonely?

But we'll meet again by the roses In the valley of the moon.

2. Home On The Range

0' Give me a home where the buffalo roam. Where the deer and the antelope play,

Where ~eldom is beard a discouraging word,

And the skies are net cloudy all d$y. Home, homP, on the rang-e \Vhere the deer and the antelope play; Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,

And the skies are not cloudy all day. Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free, The breezes so balmy and light.

That I would not exchange my home on the range

For all of the cities. so bright.

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There are ny 's" in Idaho

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And in every part of ·o-h-i-o.

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Is the··y" where I'lL always go·

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That's uy" we are here.

Sing together a merry old song

\i\:-ith a swing that will go right along, Sing as we always sing,

Making the rr..ountains rirg, That's !tY" we are here!

5. Sing For The Singing Sing, sing, sing for the singing

The whole day long;

.Sing, sing, voices are ringing

With heartfelt song;

Sing, sing, whate'er betide you

. Sing for the joy of the song

That's inside you; Sing-tbe song's the thJng; Sing, sing, loving the singing,

Just sing, .sing, sing!

6. California

Our sturdy Golden Bear Is watching from the sky;

Looks down upon our colors fair, And guards them fr<;>m his lair; Our banner gold and blue, The emblem on it too, Means Fj_ght for California, For Calif6rnia thru and thru!

7. Marching Along Together

Marching along together,

-Sharing every smile and tear; Ma.rching along together

Whistling till the skies are clear Swinging along the highway, Over the road that's wide ...

Without a bugle! Without a drum!

We mean

to

chase the jinks ...

Oh rum-ti-did-dle-di, here we come,

We're happy uy M" Ginks;_

Marching along together ... Life is wonderful side by side.

8. Aztec Song

Con-keen-kees, cal-e-dess, cal-e-dess-ca Urn-pie-te-yah, Um-pie-ta

Berry berry bess ca-ba-ress, ca-ba-re&s-ca Um-pie-te-yah, Um-pie-ta.

Oh, nay, pa, she, Oh, nay, pie;

9. Fells OfSt. Mary's

1 he l,en~ of St. Mary's

Ah, he~r they are cat:ing

The yourg lov(·'S~ the true loves,

~7_{~o corr.e fr0m tbe sea.}

And so my beloved,

When red leaves art: falling,

The love bells shall ring oui rin? out for you & -:ne

10. We~re on the UP"' ard Trail

We're on the upward tr<-1il We're on the upward t.rail

Singirl!, ~i-cging, everybody biu~ing, goiPg m!

We't·e P:' th~-' up<..vard tn:dl

vV~'re on the upwc.•rd trail

Sir·ginf!, E1nging, everybody sin£:-L1g~ homewarJ

b<. Ul!d!

Sweetly ~ings the dcnkey on his \'\·ay t~) lli~Y

If you don't go with him, he \Vlli run qway

Hee-Haw-Hte-Haw-H€e-Haw-Het ·Haw!

13. Keep The Horne Fires Burning

Keep the home fires burning While your hearts rre yearning, '!hough the lads are far away Tbey dream of home.

There's a silver lining

'i hrough the dark clouds shining,

Turn the dark clouds ineide out, Till the b(JYS come home.

14. Aloha

Proudly sweeps the rain-cloud o'er the cliff

Bvrne swiftly by the we~tern gale;

Vv hile the song of lover's parting grief,

Sadly echoes amid the flowering vale.

Farewell to thee, farewell to thee,

The winds will carry back r1y sad refrain. One fond en1brace, before we Sdy goodbye, Until we meet again.

15. Grace for Supper

Be present at our table, Lord, Be here and every·where adored.

Ttese ~ercies bless and grant that we

May ever love and serve but Thee.

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· 12. GrandfPther's Clock ( B flat, T. 4- 4)

My grandf:1tber's clock was too large for tht> shelf,

So iL stood ninety years no the floor;

lt v:as tc..ller by half than the old man him self

Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.

It was bought on the morn

Of the day that he was born,

And was always his treasure and pride.

But it stopped-short! Never to go again

Vv'ben th€ old man died.

C hort:s: Ninety years without slumbering

'Tick, t~J~l\, tick, tock

His life's seconds numbering

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

It stopped short! Never to go again

When the old man died.

In watching its pendulum swing to and fro, Many hours had he spent while a boy;

And in childrood and manhood the clock seemed to know

And to share both his grief and his joy.

For it struck twenty-- four when he entered at the door

With a blooming and beautiful bride. But it stopped short·· never to go again

When the old man died. (Chorus ) 3. My grandfather said that of those he could hire,

Not a servant/ so faithful he found;

For it wasted no time and had but one

de--bire .· ..

At the close of the week to be wound. And it kept in its place not a frown upon its face

And its hands never hung by its side. Rnt it stopped short·- never to go bgain

When the 9ld man died. (Chorus)

4. It rang an alarm in tht dead of the night

An alarm that for years had been dumb;

·we knew that his spirit was pluming for

flight,

That his hour of departure had come. Stlll the clock kept the time with a soft and muffled chime

As we silently stood by his aide.

But stopped short-- never to go again

OHAHA FLAG SOIID

~ .... ~.cu~~~

There 1:~· be sor:row in cru:ry:lng the

f1Ag,

but

,

CALL

Fo1~

a

Boy!

Wanted- A boy who can find things

to be done in the shop with out the

help of a foreman or the instructor.

A boy who reports to his work on

tirne eacb. morning and does not im

-eril the lives of other boys in his

haste to be the first to quit at night.

A boy who does not sulk or squalk

because of an hour over time in an

emergency.

A boy who listen carefully when

spoken to and only asks enough

question to ins ~e the accurate

carrying out of instructiops.

A boy who moves quicldy, and

makes as little noise as possible

doing it,

A boy who look you sh·aight jn the

eye and tells the TRUTH every tin1e.

A boy who does not pity himself because he is an Indian and has to work.

A boy who is cheerful, courteous to every one, and is determined to

make good.

A boy who when he does not know

says "I don't know," and when

e is aske to do anything says,

"I'll try. "----.Contributed

Compliments of the Sherman Pres and Leroy Waxd

Call

Fo1·

_a

_Boy!

Wanted--A boy w}:lo _{can find things}

, to _{be done in the shop with out the}

help of a foren1an or the instructor.

A boy who reports _{to his work on} ;--time each morning _{and does not im-·} peril the lives of other _{boys in his}

haste to be the first to quit at night.

A boy _{who does not sulk or squalk}

because of an hour _{overtime in an}

emergency.

A boy who listens carefully when spoken to and only asks enough questions to insure the accurate carrying out of instructions.

A boy who moves quickly, and

·makes _{as lltile noise as possible}

doing it.

~+

A boy who looks you straight _{in the}

eye and _{tells the TRUTH every}

time.

I

+

A boy who does not pity himself

because he is an Indian and has to work.

+

A boy who _{is cheerful, courteous}

to every one, and is determined to

make good.

A boy who when he does not know says, "I don't know," and when he is asked to do anything says,

"I'll try."-Contributed

SHERMAN SCHOOL SONG

Beneath Sierra's mountains high With crested peaks of snow, Here waves the Purple and the Gold

At the foot of Roubidoux~

Whose cross on high against the sky, Our talisman shall be,

In hours of strife all through our lives,

Will bring sweet thoughts of thee.

Oh Sherman, Dear Sherman, We never shall forget; The golden haze of student days,

Which clings about us yet. These happy days will soon be o'er,

But through our future years; The thoughts of you, so good, so true,