The Music of Toyland, Part 2

Again, with thanks to David Maxine, we have this recording of a medley of songs from "Babes in Toyland" released in 1910.



Lyrics:

Don't Cry, Bo Peep
What is the matter, Little Bo Peep?
I have been careless and lost my sheep.
Say, have you seen them, Jack and Jill,
During your journey up the hill?
They're not on the hilltop,
Perhaps in the wood,
They may have met with Red Riding Hood.

Don't cry, Bo Peep, don't cry,
To find your sheep we'll try
We'll seek them far,
We'll seek them wide,
We'll seek them low and high!

Don't cry, Bo Peep, don't cry,
To find your sheep we'll try
We'll seek them far,
We'll seek them wide,
We'll seek them low and high!

Oh, Sallie Waters and Miss Muffet too,
Have my stray lambkins been seen by you?
Better ask Curly Locks fresh from the fair
She or Boy Blue may have seen them there.
Where they are hiding Tom Tucker may know
Simon or Peter or Bobby Shaftoe!

Never mind, Bo Peep, we will find your sheep,
No matter where they be!
So be gay Bo Peep,
Though astray your sheep
Soon home again you'll see!

Give a smile Bo Peep
For a while your sheep
May cruise in pastures new
Never mind Bo Peep
We will find your sheep
And bring them home to you

Baa! Baa! Baa!
It was the black sheep that led them away!
Baa! Baa! Baa!
For this the rascal shall certainly pay!
(Baa! Baa! Baa!)
Led them away by the tales that he told
(Baa! Baa! Baa!)
Far from the meadow and far from their home
Baa! Baa! Baa!
Baa! Baa! Baa!
Baa! Baa! Baa!

Never mind, Bo Peep, we will find your sheep,
No matter where they be!
So be gay Bo Peep,
Though astray your sheep
Soon home again you'll see!

Give a smile Bo Peep
For a while your sheep
May cruise in pastures new
Never mind Bo Peep
We will find your sheep
And bring them home to you

I Can't Do The Sum
If a steamship weighed ten thousand tons
And sailed five thousand miles,
With a cargo large of overshoes,
And carving knives and files,
If the mates were almost six feet high,
And the bos'n near the same,
Would you subtract or multiply,
To find the captain's name?

Oh!— Oh— Oh!—
Put down six and carry two,
Gee! but this is hard to do;
You can think and think and think
Till your brains are numb,
I don't care what teacher says,
I can't do the sum.

If Clarence took fair Gwendolin
Out for an auto ride,
And if at sixty miles an hour,
One kiss to capture tried,
And quite forgot the steering gear,
On her honeyed lips to sup,
How soon could twenty men with brooms,
Sweep Clare and Gwennie up?

Oh!— Oh— Oh!—
Put down six and carry two,
Gee! but this is hard to do;
You can think and think and think
Till your brains are numb,
I don't care what teacher says,
I can't do the sum.

If Harold took sweet Imogene
With him one eve to dine,
And ordered half the bill of fare,
With cataracts of wine,
If the bill of fare were thirteen ninety five,
And poor Harold had but four,
How many things would Harold strike,
Before he struck the floor?

Oh!— Oh— Oh!—
Put down six and carry two,
Gee! but this is hard to do;
You can think and think and think
Till your brains are numb,
I don't care what teacher says,
I can't do the sum.

If a woman had an English pug,
Ten children and a cat,
And she tried in seven hours to find
A forty dollar flat,
With naught but sunny outside rooms,
In a neighborhood of tone,
How old would those ten children be,
Before they found a home?

Oh!— Oh— Oh!—
Put down six and carry two,
Gee! but this is hard to do;
You can think and think and think
Till your brains are numb,
I don't care what teacher says,
I can't do the sum.

If a pound of prunes cost thirteen cents
At half past one today,
And the grocer is so bald he wears
A dollar five toupee,
And if with ev'ry pound of tea,
He will give two cut glass plates,
How soon would Willie break his face,
On his new roller skates?

Oh!— Oh— Oh!—
Put down six and carry two,
Gee! but this is hard to do;
You can think and think and think
Till your brains are numb,
I don't care what teacher says,
I can't do the sum.

Hail to Christmas
Hail to Christmas!
Joyous Christmas!
Be gay the day draws near!
Hail to Christmas!
Joyous Christmas!
Be gay the day draws near!

Now Kris Kringle
Dear Kris Kringle
Will bring our king to be!
Now Kris Kringle
Dear Kris Kringle
Will bring our king to be!

Here from all Toyland!
Near and far!
Far and near!
All to our fair, come!
To make merry here, merry here!

Here from all Toyland!
Near and far!
Far and near!
All to our fair, come!
To our fair,
To our fair,
All to our fair, come
To make merry here,
At our fair.

Hail to Christmas!
Joyous Christmas!
Be gay the day draws near!
Hail to Christmas!
Joyous Christmas!
Be gay the day draws near!

Now Kris Kringle
Dear Kris Kringle
Will bring our king to be!
Now Kris Kringle
Dear Kris Kringle
Will bring our king to be!

Come where pleasure invites
'Neath the glittering lights
Singing a glad song
Loud and strong
As we journey along

Come where music enchants
Sway there swift in the dance
Letting the night fly
'Till the sun's high

Letting the night fly
The night quickly fly by
The night quickly fly
'Till the sun is on high
Come and dance!
Come and dance!
Come and dance!

Come where pleasure invites
'Neath the glittering lights
Singing a glad song
Loud and strong
As we journey along

Come where music enchants
Sway there swift in the dance
Letting the night fly
'Till the sun's high
Letting the night fly
'Till the sun's high
 Letting the night quickly fly
'Till the sun is on high!

Hail to thee joyous Christmas
Hail to thee joyous Christmas
Hail to thee! Hail to thee!
Hail to thee! Hail to thee!
Hail to thee! Hail to thee!

To our fair,
To our fair,
All to our fair, come
To make merry here,
At our fair.

Hail to Christmas!
Joyous Christmas!
Be gay the day draws near!
Hail to Christmas!
Joyous Christmas!
Be gay the day draws near!

Now Kris Kringle
Dear Kris Kringle
Will bring our king to be!
Now Kris Kringle
Dear Kris Kringle
Will bring our king to be!