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DOWN THE STAIRS, OUT THE DOOR (Went My Baby) (Frank Loesser) as recorded by Helen Forrest with Hal Mooney & his Orchestra December 1947 Los Angeles Down the stairs, out the door, to the station and far away went my baby, Down the stairs, out the door, to the station and gone from me. Did I sigh? Did I cry? No, I smiled when I said goodbye to my baby, Let him go, let him blow, let him hurry, I'm fancy free! But now, oh how a room can get gloomy, Oh, how a room can get bare. Oh, how a room can get much too roomy When the love is gone from there! Down the stairs, out the door, to the station and far away went my baby, Down the stairs, out the door, bag and baggage and gone was he. Now I sigh and I cry and I pray for the day I'll say, "Here comes baby!", Up the stairs, in the door and for evermore home to me! But now, oh how a room can get gloomy, Oh, how a room can get bare. Oh, how a room can get much too roomy When the love is gone from there! Down the stairs, out the door, to the station and far away went my baby, Down the stairs, out the door, bag and baggage and gone was he. Now I sigh and I cry and I pray for the day I'll say, "Here comes baby!", Up the stairs, in the door and for evermore home to me! (Transcribed by Peter Akers - March 2016)

    


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