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Laddie Boy (Good Bye and Luck Be with You) - Lyrics
Composer
Edwards, Gus
Lyricist
Cobb, Will D.
Publisher
The Gus Edwards Music House
Place of Publication
New York (N.Y.)
Lyrics
Laddie Boy (Goodbye and Luck Be With You) Verse: War in the air, blare bugles blare, Drums beat the loud roll call. Hark! Down the street, tramp, tramp of feet, Up go the windows all. North and South, East and West, Forth they come the country’s best, Never mind that parting tear, Let there be one parting cheer. Refrain: Goodbye and luck be with you laddie boy, laddie boy, Whatever your name may be. There’s a look in your eye As you go marching by, Tells me you will dare and do and die, And when you hear those shells begin to sing, There’ll be someone somewhere who care will murmur this pray’r: May you win your share of glory, And come back to tell the story. Goodbye and good luck laddie boy. Verse: Somewhere in France there waits the chance, One fighting chance that’s all. May you return to hearts that yearn Or like a soldier fall. As in Granddaddy’s day tho’ today no blue nor gray, Clad in khaki fine and fit, Marching on to do your bit. Refrain
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Record Series 12/9/96
Series 2, Box 14, Folder 9
Local Identifier
2014_12996_229
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Laddie Boy (Goodbye and Luck Be With You) Verse: War in the air, blare bugles blare, Drums beat the loud roll call. Hark! Down the street, tramp, tramp of feet, Up go the windows all. North and South, East and West, Forth they come the country’s best, Never mind that parting tear, Let there be one parting cheer. Refrain: Goodbye and luck be with you laddie boy, laddie boy, Whatever your name may be. There’s a look in your eye As you go marching by, Tells me you will dare and do and die, And when you hear those shells begin to sing, There’ll be someone somewhere who care will murmur this pray’r: May you win your share of glory, And come back to tell the story. Goodbye and good luck laddie boy. Verse: Somewhere in France there waits the chance, One fighting chance that’s all. May you return to hearts that yearn Or like a soldier fall. As in Granddaddy’s day tho’ today no blue nor gray, Clad in khaki fine and fit, Marching on to do your bit. Refrain
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 14, Folder 9
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_229
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Laddie Boy (Goodbye and Luck Be With You) Verse: War in the air, blare bugles blare, Drums beat the loud roll call. Hark! Down the street, tramp, tramp of feet, Up go the windows all. North and South, East and West, Forth they come the country’s best, Never mind that parting tear, Let there be one parting cheer. Refrain: Goodbye and luck be with you laddie boy, laddie boy, Whatever your name may be. There’s a look in your eye As you go marching by, Tells me you will dare and do and die, And when you hear those shells begin to sing, There’ll be someone somewhere who care will murmur this pray’r: May you win your share of glory, And come back to tell the story. Goodbye and good luck laddie boy. Verse: Somewhere in France there waits the chance, One fighting chance that’s all. May you return to hearts that yearn Or like a soldier fall. As in Granddaddy’s day tho’ today no blue nor gray, Clad in khaki fine and fit, Marching on to do your bit. Refrain
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 14, Folder 9
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_229
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986