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Frank J. Hart, Southern California Music Company (Los Angeles , CA)
Lyrics
I wouldn’t trade a look, dear, Nor a touch of your dear hand, But I’ve heard the call, And Body, Soul and All I’m giving you to Uncle Sam. Verse: When the fighting’s o’er, And you’re home once more, Think how proud we will be just to know, That you’ve done your share For a cause that’s fair, And repaid France a debt that we owe, And Old Glory too Will be proud of you. That alone will repay all the pain, And we’ll start anew When your task is thru And the world’s fit to live in again. Ref
But they’ve sent the word And my heart has heard Boy of mine, They are cryin’ “over there.” Refrain: I would not give your smile, dear, I would not trade your frown. For all this world’s vast riches Or any sov’reign’s crown
I’m Giving You to Uncle Sam Verse: Ev’ry thought of mine, For a long, long time, Has been all of the future and you. Ev’ry night I’ve pray’d That the plans I’ve made For our dear little nest would come true. If you only knew How I dream of you You would know then how deeply I care
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 16, Folder 1
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_343
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Frank J. Hart, Southern California Music Company (Los Angeles , CA)
Year of Publication
1918
Date of Copyright
1918-07-10
Lyrics
I’m Giving You to Uncle Sam Verse: Ev’ry thought of mine, For a long, long time, Has been all of the future and you. Ev’ry night I’ve pray’d That the plans I’ve made For our dear little nest would come true. If you only knew How I dream of you You would know then how deeply I care
But they’ve sent the word And my heart has heard Boy of mine, They are cryin’ “over there.” Refrain: I would not give your smile, dear, I would not trade your frown. For all this world’s vast riches Or any sov’reign’s crown
I wouldn’t trade a look, dear, Nor a touch of your dear hand, But I’ve heard the call, And Body, Soul and All I’m giving you to Uncle Sam. Verse: When the fighting’s o’er, And you’re home once more, Think how proud we will be just to know, That you’ve done your share For a cause that’s fair, And repaid France a debt that we owe, And Old Glory too Will be proud of you. That alone will repay all the pain, And we’ll start anew When your task is thru And the world’s fit to live in again. Ref
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 16, Folder 1
Local Identifier
2014_12996_343
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Frank J. Hart, Southern California Music Company (Los Angeles , CA)
Year of Publication
1918
Date of Copyright
1918-07-10
Lyrics
I’m Giving You to Uncle Sam Verse: Ev’ry thought of mine, For a long, long time, Has been all of the future and you. Ev’ry night I’ve pray’d That the plans I’ve made For our dear little nest would come true. If you only knew How I dream of you You would know then how deeply I care
But they’ve sent the word And my heart has heard Boy of mine, They are cryin’ “over there.” Refrain: I would not give your smile, dear, I would not trade your frown. For all this world’s vast riches Or any sov’reign’s crown
I wouldn’t trade a look, dear, Nor a touch of your dear hand, But I’ve heard the call, And Body, Soul and All I’m giving you to Uncle Sam. Verse: When the fighting’s o’er, And you’re home once more, Think how proud we will be just to know, That you’ve done your share For a cause that’s fair, And repaid France a debt that we owe, And Old Glory too Will be proud of you. That alone will repay all the pain, And we’ll start anew When your task is thru And the world’s fit to live in again. Ref
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 16, Folder 1
Local Identifier
2014_12996_343
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986