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When I Send You a Picture of Berlin Verse: Johnny Johnson feeing fit, uniform and army kit, Johnny was a cam’ra fiend, of that trip had often dreamed, Sweetheart crying at the pier said, “I’m proud of you my dear. Now you’ll realize your dreams of taking pictures of those scenes!” Said John, “that’s what I’ll do, and I’ll send them home to you.” Refrain: When I send you a picture of London, Then you’ll know I’ve landed safely “over there.” When I send you a snapshot of Paris, You’ll know I’m ready to do and dare (I’ll do my share) You’ll know I’m thinking about you, When I send you my photo all alone, But when I send you a picture of Berlin, You’ll know it’s over, “Over there” I’m coming home. Verse: Sweetheart waving at the pier saw the transport disappear, Dried her tears and heaved a sigh and said he’ll come back bye and bye. There are millions more like him full of vim and fighting trim, Smiling when they sail away our debt to France they’re glad to pay. We’ll miss them all at home
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 22, Folder 5
Local Identifier
2014_12996_856
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
When I Send You a Picture of Berlin Verse: Johnny Johnson feeing fit, uniform and army kit, Johnny was a cam’ra fiend, of that trip had often dreamed, Sweetheart crying at the pier said, “I’m proud of you my dear. Now you’ll realize your dreams of taking pictures of those scenes!” Said John, “that’s what I’ll do, and I’ll send them home to you.” Refrain: When I send you a picture of London, Then you’ll know I’ve landed safely “over there.” When I send you a snapshot of Paris, You’ll know I’m ready to do and dare (I’ll do my share) You’ll know I’m thinking about you, When I send you my photo all alone, But when I send you a picture of Berlin, You’ll know it’s over, “Over there” I’m coming home. Verse: Sweetheart waving at the pier saw the transport disappear, Dried her tears and heaved a sigh and said he’ll come back bye and bye. There are millions more like him full of vim and fighting trim, Smiling when they sail away our debt to France they’re glad to pay. We’ll miss them all at home
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 22, Folder 5
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_856
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
When I Send You a Picture of Berlin Verse: Johnny Johnson feeing fit, uniform and army kit, Johnny was a cam’ra fiend, of that trip had often dreamed, Sweetheart crying at the pier said, “I’m proud of you my dear. Now you’ll realize your dreams of taking pictures of those scenes!” Said John, “that’s what I’ll do, and I’ll send them home to you.” Refrain: When I send you a picture of London, Then you’ll know I’ve landed safely “over there.” When I send you a snapshot of Paris, You’ll know I’m ready to do and dare (I’ll do my share) You’ll know I’m thinking about you, When I send you my photo all alone, But when I send you a picture of Berlin, You’ll know it’s over, “Over there” I’m coming home. Verse: Sweetheart waving at the pier saw the transport disappear, Dried her tears and heaved a sigh and said he’ll come back bye and bye. There are millions more like him full of vim and fighting trim, Smiling when they sail away our debt to France they’re glad to pay. We’ll miss them all at home
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 22, Folder 5
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_856
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986