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SINGAPORE (L. Wolfe Gilbert / Anatol Friedland) Earl Fuller's Rector Novelty Orch. - 1918 He, of the sea, met a wee little Asian maid Bashful and so afraid she knew nothing much of love That's what he told her of Then came the call of the sea Just like a rose, when it knows that the day is done She sees the fading sun go He leaves, she grieves As he sails he whispers soft and low Sing, sing some more of the maid I left in old Singapore She is waiting for me there by the shore There's a welcome on the door "Call again, call again" She told me bring, bring some more lover's trinkets To the one you adore There's a lot of love and kissing in store When you return to Singapore He, made his plea, to his wee little Asian maid All with a serenade she knew nothing of his tongue Nor of the song he sung Still with her love she repaid Far out at sea thoughts of she made his senses burn And for her love he'd yearn She, seaman, freeman, Asian maid She fears for your return Sing, sing some more of the maid I left in old Singapore She is waiting for me there by the shore There's a welcome on the door "Call again, call again" She told me bring, bring some more lover's trinkets To the one you adore There's a lot of love and kissing in store When you return to Singapore (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - June 2014)

    


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