WAY DOWN ON TAMPA BAY
(A. Seymour Brown / Egbert Van Alstyne,   1914)


Twilight is falling, I'm so lonesome and blue, 
Twilight is calling back sweet mem'ries of you. 
And as the night breeze sighs in the palm trees 
Somehow it seems to say: 
My heart is yearning for your returning, 
Way down on Tampa Bay.

Moonlight is slowly stealing over the sea, 
Moonlight just like the night you whispered to me; 
Then all my gladness turned into sadness 
After I heard you say: 
Though we must part dear, I leave me heart here, 
Way down on Tampa Bay.

On Tampa Bay the moon beams play, 
When the harbor lights are gleaming I am dreaming of the day 
You won my heart, dear, then sailed away, 
And you left me so lonely 
Way down on Tampa Bay.