(from the movie TILL THE CLOUDS ROLL BY)
Otto A. Harbach, Oscar Hammerstein and Jerome Kern
Here you come a running back into my memory’s eye,
Little playmate once my gaymate in a day gone by.
Ragged dresses, tangled tresses flying o’er the hill’
Heaven bless us!
You’ve no less a share of Jack than Jill.
You funny little willow
That describes her to a “T”.
She is full of funny, name’s the lady perfectly,
She is bright and sunny,
Never comb your hair Sunny!
Leave the breezes there Sunny!
Let your stocking fall down,
For shocking the town is all that you do.
Smiling all the while Tomboy,
Where’d you get your smile from boy?
Little sunny girl,
Be my honey girl, Sunny, Sunny, I’m for you!
Lyrics copied from the movie “TILL THE CLOUDS ROLL BY”
by Sam “Boompa” Nova 11/22/2007
(Contributed by Sam \"Boompa\" Nova - November 2007)