DOWN AMONG THE SHELTERING PALMS
©1915
Lyrics:Abe Olman; Music: James Brockman
Sheet Music: Leo Feist, New York
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I'm way down east, down east
And my heart is pining, pining for you
You're way out west, out west
And my soul is craving, craving for you
I love you so, just you, I know
It takes six days to go there with a train
Just one week more, and I'll be with you again
I long to be
Down among the sheltering palms
O honey wait for me, O honey wait for me
Meet me down by the old Golden Gate
Out where the sun goes down about eight
How my love is burning, burning, burning
How my heart is yearning, yearning, yearning
To be down among the sheltering palms
Oh honey, wait for me
When I was south, down south
There I saw some pretty, pretty places
When I was north, way north
I saw many, many pretty faces
Not one so fair, none could compare, I know
There's only one place way out in the west
And you are there, where with you I long to rest
I long to be
Down Among The Sheltering Palms
O honey, wait for me
O honey, wait for me
Meet me down by the old Golden Gate
Out where the sun goes down about eight
How my love is burning, burning, burning
How my heart is yearning, yearning, yearning
To be down among the sheltering palms
O honey, wait for me
Mahalo to Larry W. Jones for these lyrics
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