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Your Lips are No Man’s Land but Mine Verse: At a dock a transport was rocking Ev’ry chap from his cap to his stocking Dressed to “kill,” To kill old Kaiser Bill
On the pier a dear little girli With her tear‐dimmed eyes, Time to go, whistles blow, “Au Revoir” her sweetheart cries: Refrain: I’m coming back some day when the fray is over my darling, I know you’ll be true dear, So I’ll never be blue, dear, Across the foam in No Man’s land I’ll soon be fighting, But I know your lips are no man’s land but mine. Verse: As the boat sailed out thro’ the channel, With two flags she has made out of flannel, From the pier She wigwagged “Goodbye, dear,” Pretty soon he wigwagged an answer, And the code she read, From her boy, Ship ahoy, This is what the wig‐wag read: 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 23, Folder 9
Local Identifier
2014_12996_920
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
On the pier a dear little girli With her tear‐dimmed eyes, Time to go, whistles blow, “Au Revoir” her sweetheart cries: Refrain: I’m coming back some day when the fray is over my darling, I know you’ll be true dear, So I’ll never be blue, dear, Across the foam in No Man’s land I’ll soon be fighting, But I know your lips are no man’s land but mine. Verse: As the boat sailed out thro’ the channel, With two flags she has made out of flannel, From the pier She wigwagged “Goodbye, dear,” Pretty soon he wigwagged an answer, And the code she read, From her boy, Ship ahoy, This is what the wig‐wag read: Refrain
Your Lips are No Man’s Land but Mine Verse: At a dock a transport was rocking Ev’ry chap from his cap to his stocking Dressed to “kill,” To kill old Kaiser Bill
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 23, Folder 9
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_920
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
On the pier a dear little girli With her tear‐dimmed eyes, Time to go, whistles blow, “Au Revoir” her sweetheart cries: Refrain: I’m coming back some day when the fray is over my darling, I know you’ll be true dear, So I’ll never be blue, dear, Across the foam in No Man’s land I’ll soon be fighting, But I know your lips are no man’s land but mine. Verse: As the boat sailed out thro’ the channel, With two flags she has made out of flannel, From the pier She wigwagged “Goodbye, dear,” Pretty soon he wigwagged an answer, And the code she read, From her boy, Ship ahoy, This is what the wig‐wag read: Refrain
Your Lips are No Man’s Land but Mine Verse: At a dock a transport was rocking Ev’ry chap from his cap to his stocking Dressed to “kill,” To kill old Kaiser Bill
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 23, Folder 9
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_920
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986