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He's got those big blue eyes like you, Daddy Mine - Lyrics
Composer
Wilson, Lew
Dubin, Alfred
Lyricist
Dubin, Al
Wilson, Lew
Publisher
Witmark
Place of Publication
New York (N.Y.)
Year of Publication
1918
Lyrics
He’s Got Those Big Blue Eyes like You Daddy Mine Verse: Our soldiers in the trenches received their mail today, From sweethearts, wives and mothers in the good old U.S.A. There’s one whose heart is dancing, his eyes light up with joy, He reads the letter over and he shots, “Boys, it’s a boy!” Refrain: He’s got those big blue eyes like you, daddy, the kind of eyes that seem to speak. And when he smiles he looks like you, daddy, yes, even to the dimple in his cheek I’ve named him after you, for I knew you’d want me to, he reminds me of you all the time When he grows to be a man, I’ll give him up to Uncle Sam, just like I did with you, daddy mine! Verse: This soldier boy’s a reader, he’s read Shakespeare and the rest, And he knows Kipling backwards, if you put him to the test
But now he claims the greatest of poets never wrote A poem half so pretty as this welcome little note: 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 13, Folder 8
Local Identifier
2014_12996_120
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
But now he claims the greatest of poets never wrote A poem half so pretty as this welcome little note: Refrain
He’s Got Those Big Blue Eyes like You Daddy Mine Verse: Our soldiers in the trenches received their mail today, From sweethearts, wives and mothers in the good old U.S.A. There’s one whose heart is dancing, his eyes light up with joy, He reads the letter over and he shots, “Boys, it’s a boy!” Refrain: He’s got those big blue eyes like you, daddy, the kind of eyes that seem to speak. And when he smiles he looks like you, daddy, yes, even to the dimple in his cheek I’ve named him after you, for I knew you’d want me to, he reminds me of you all the time When he grows to be a man, I’ll give him up to Uncle Sam, just like I did with you, daddy mine! Verse: This soldier boy’s a reader, he’s read Shakespeare and the rest, And he knows Kipling backwards, if you put him to the test
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 13, Folder 8
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_120
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
But now he claims the greatest of poets never wrote A poem half so pretty as this welcome little note: Refrain
He’s Got Those Big Blue Eyes like You Daddy Mine Verse: Our soldiers in the trenches received their mail today, From sweethearts, wives and mothers in the good old U.S.A. There’s one whose heart is dancing, his eyes light up with joy, He reads the letter over and he shots, “Boys, it’s a boy!” Refrain: He’s got those big blue eyes like you, daddy, the kind of eyes that seem to speak. And when he smiles he looks like you, daddy, yes, even to the dimple in his cheek I’ve named him after you, for I knew you’d want me to, he reminds me of you all the time When he grows to be a man, I’ll give him up to Uncle Sam, just like I did with you, daddy mine! Verse: This soldier boy’s a reader, he’s read Shakespeare and the rest, And he knows Kipling backwards, if you put him to the test
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 13, Folder 8
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_120
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986