a 1922 popular song
words by Frank Jackson
music by Don Kendall
The sheet music:
Accompaniment:
Lyrics
- Tinkling of love were the strumming guitars
While brightly twinkling above were the stars
Rita Pepita, a gay senorita, I chanced to spy
As she was passing me by
Glancing, she held me with wonderful eyes
That were a-dancing with fiery gleam
Thrilled me and filled me with yearning
Then fled like a dream
Chorus
All day through, no matter what I do
I see those haunting eyes
Try I may, I never get away
From those two taunting eyes
When I try to occupy my mind
With a lot of other things I find
Those black eyes come a-stealin’
And leave me feelin’ so blue
When I sleep they always come
And creep into my very dreams
When I rise, those everlasting eyes
Are there it seems
On my dying day I will see
Those black eyes looking at me
There’s no cure when you’re suffering
With Black Eyed Blues
- Many a time to that place have I gone
When burning mem’ry is leading me on
Watching and waiting, with heart palpitating
I try to spy the flashing gleam of her eye
Only the tinkling guitars do I find
And twinkling stars in the heaven a-gleam
Rita Pepita returns to me only in dreams
Sung here by Fred Feild: