CAMP-FIRE CHORUSES THE SOLDIERS' SQNG BOOK Compiled by JAS. Et>MtfOT*J»ES, B.A. TORONTO. CANADA WHITBY, Qm* Price, 15c. a copy HUMPHREY MILFORD Oxford University Press TORONTO, CAN. and LONDON, ENG. • Presented to Members of the Canadian Expeditionary Forces With the Compliments of Tke Compilation Committee of the University of Toronto Song Book 1887 James Edmund Jones, John D. Spence, Chairman Secretary Camp-Fire Choruses SONGS OLD AND NEW THAT EVERYONE CAN SING Compiled by JAS, EDMUND JONES, B.A. TORONTO, CANADA HUMPHREY MILFORD Oxford University Press TORONTO, CAN. and LONDON, ESQ. QJa mg (Enmraites of Aura (tttob w;/7A whom since 1887 I have enjoyed many a chorus around the Camp-fire and elsewhere " "when good fellows get together, Copyright, Canada, 1916 by James Edmund Jones — PREFACE Iii the making of this collection two rules have been followed: (1) No song has been included that cannot be sung by persons of ordinary musical ability. (2) The songs have been selected for "all sorts and conditions of men," so that young, middle-aged and old, the serious minded, the frivolous, old-timers, up-to-daters, all may find something to their liking. The book, therefore, is not for soloists, but is for chorus recrea- tion in camp, (in war and in peace), at banquets, at lodge, in class rooms, on the march, in canoe,—wherever good fellowship breaks forth in song. The selection is inclusive, not exclusive. The arrangement is alphabetical in three parts. In the first are mostly old favorites, in the second, more recent productions, and in the third, standard hymns. It is hoped that the book in its scope and arrangement will be found to be something new and practical. As to tunes the reader is referred to page 6. Some well-known songs have been omitted to refusal by copyright owners to permit the printing of the r EXPLANATION Until a music edition of this book is issued, the folloij^fef references will assist in locating tunes. See letters at end oi songs. A.—University of Toronto Song Book, 1887, W. R. Draper & Co., Pearl Street, Toronto, Canada. $1.00. B.—Heart Songs, World Syndicate Co., 110 West 40th St., New York. C. —Scottish Students' Song Book, Bayley & Ferguson, 2 Great Marlborough St., London. $1.00. D.—In Fane and Forest (Jas. Edmund Jones), Oxford University Press, Toronto, Canada. 50 cents. E.—Columbia Collection, Walter Jacobs, Boston. 120 songs. 50 cents. F.—Songs of By-gone Days, John Church Co. 63 songs. 50 cents. G.—100 Best Songs, Bayley & Ferguson, 2 Great Marlborough St., London. 50 cents. H.—New Songs of the University of Toronto, 1897, WhaJey, Royce & Co., Toronto. 75 cents. I. —Queen's University Song Book, 1903, Whaley, Royce & Co., Toronto. 75 cents. J.—The World's Largest Song Folio, A. Cox & Co., Toronto. 50 cents. The above include same songs as " Camp-Fire Choruses ' as follows: A., 85; B., 90; C, 63; D., 16; E., 31; F., 45; G., 24; H., 18; L, 32; J., 52. ; ; ; CAMP-FIRE CHORUSES COMPILED BY JAS. EDMUND JONES, B.A., TORONTO, CANADA. 1. A BOY'S BEST FRIEND IS HIS Her pure and gentle smile for ever MOTHER. cheers our way, 'Tis sweeter and 'tis purer than Words by H. Miller; Music by J. P. all other; Skellv. And when she goes from earth away, we'll find out while we stray, 1 While plodding on our way the toil- A boy's best friend is his mother. some road of life, How few the friends that daily there we meet; Her fond and gentle face not long Not many will stand by in trouble may greet us here, and in strife Then cheer her with our kindness With counsel and affection ever and our love sweet. Remember at her knee in childhood But there is one whose smile will bright and dear ever on us beam, We heard her voice like angel's Whose love is dearer far than any from above. other, Tho' after years may bring their And wherever we may turn, this gladness or their woe, lesson we will learn; Her love is sweeter far than any A boy's best friend is his mother. other And our longing heart will learn Chorus. wherever we may turn, Then cherish her with care and A boy's best friend is his mother. smooth her silv'ry hair; When gone you will never get an- 2. A HOME BY THE SEA. ^-fther; Words and Music by E. A. Hosmer. 'JRwherever we may turn, this les- son we will learn: Oh, give me a home by the sea, . Where wild are crested with A boy's best friend is his mother. waves foam, 2 Though all the world may frown and Where shrill winds are carolling every friend depart, free, She never will forsake us in our As o'er the blue waters they come. need For I'd list to the ocean's loud roar, Our refuge evermore is still within And joy in its stormiest glee, her heart, Nor ask in this wide world for more For us her loving sympathy will Than a home by the deep heaving plead. sea. ; 8 CAMP-FIRE CHORUSES. Chorus. 4 Sur la plus haute branche Le rossignol chantait, A home, a home, a home "by the deep Chante, rossignol, chante, heaving sea. Toi qui as le cceur gai. home, a home, a home A by the deep 5 Chante, rossignol, chanto. heaving sea. Toi qui as le coeur gai Tu as le coeur a rire, 2 At morn, when the sun from the east Moi, je Pai-t-a pleurer. Comes mantled in crimson and gold, 6 Tu as le cceur a rire, Whose hues on the billows are cast, Moi, je l'ai-t-a pleurer, Which sparkle with splendour un- J'ai perdu ma maitresse, told. Sans 1' avoir merite. Oh, then by the shore would I stray, And roam as the halcyon free, 7 J'ai perdu ma maitresse, From envy and care far away Sans P avoir merite, At my home by the deep heaving Pour un bouquet de roses, sea. Que je lui refusai. 3 At eve, when the moon in her pride 8 Pour un bouquet de roses, Rides queen of the soft summer Que je lui refusai, night, Je voudrais que la rose And gleams on the murmuring tide, Ffit encore au rosier. With floods of her silvery light. Oh, earth has no beauty so rare. 9 Je voudrais que la rose No place that is dearer to me, Ffit encore au rosier, Then give me, so free and so fair, Et moi et ma maitresse A home by the deep heaving sea. Dans les m§mes amities. Tune A. (See explanation on page 6.) Tune—A., I. 3. A LA CLAIRE FONTAINE. 4. ALOUETTE. French-Canadian. French-Canadian. 1 Alouette, gentille Alouette. Alouette 1 A la claire fontaine, je te plumerai, M'en allant promener, Je te plumerai la t§te, je te plu- J'ai trouve l'eau si belle, merai la tete, et la t<"te. et la Que je m'y suis baigne. tete. Chorus. Chorus. Lui y a longtemps que je t'aime, Oh! Alouette, gentille Alouettj^^ Jamais je ne t'oublierai. Alouette, je te plumerai, Alouette, gentille Alouette, 2 J'ai trouve l'eau si belle, Que je m'y suis baigno. Alouette, je te plumerai. Sous les feuilles d'un chene Je me suis fait secher. 2 Alouette, gentille Alouette, Alouette, je te plumerai. 3 Sous les feuilles d'un chene, Je te plumerai le bee, je te plumerai Je me suis fait secher, le bee, Sur la plus haute branche Et le bee, et le bee, et la tete, et Le rossignol chantait. la tete—Oh, &c. ; ; s ; CAMP-FIRE CHORUSES. 9 6. A-ROVING. 3 Alouette, gentille Alouette, Alouette, je te plumerai. 1 At number three Old England Je te plumerai le nez, je te plumerai Square, le nez, Mark well what I do say; Et le nez, et le nez, et le bee, ct At number three Old England le bee, Square, Et la tete, et la tete—Oh, &c. My Nancy Dawson she lived there, I'll go no more a-roving Uh st, add le dos; 5th st, add les And with you, fair maid. p'jifes; 6th st., add le cou ; and so on n "^mj. and ad infinitum. Chorus. ALOUETTE—SKYLARK. since roving' English words by Louis C. Elson. A-roving, a-roving, Pretty skylark, winging, singing been my ru-i-n, skylark, I'll go no more a-roving with you, Pretty skylark, I shall pluck thee fair maid. now. I begin to pluck the head, etc. Now the head, pretty skylark. 2 My Nancy Dawson she lived there, Tune—A., I. Mark well what I do say She was a lass surpassing fair, LAURIE. She'd bright blue eyes and golden 5. ANNIE hair Music by Lady Scott. And I'll go no more a-roving with you, fair maid. 1 Maxwellton's braes are bonnie. Where early falls the dew. And 'twas there that Annie Laurie 3 I met her first when home from sea, Gave me her'promise true. Mark well what I do say; Gave me her promise true, Home from the coast of Afrikee, Which ne'er forgot will be, With pockets lined with good monie; And for bonnie Annie Laurie And I'll go no more a-roving I'd lay me doon and dee. with you, fair maid.