Croon, Croon, Underneat de Moon

[WARNING: This song contains antiquated racial language. It is presented here for historical and educational purposes only.]

A southern love song, 1900.
Words by M. F.
Music by G. H. Clutsam.


The sheet music:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:


Lyrics

  1. Don’t you hear de singin’ of de stars
    Dey all are singin’ out for you
    De Western sky is all a-golden bars
    An’ de stars, an’ bars, an’ sky, an’ I
    Are waitin’ here for you
    An’ de night is mild, for de month is June
    An’ my heart beats time to de old, old tune

Refrain
Croon, croon, underneat’ de moon
While de little birds are sleeping
O wait, wait, beside de garden gate
Don’t you see de stars a-peep-peep-peeping
Sigh, sigh, de little winds go by
An’ de flow’rs with dew are weeping
Come, love, de moon is up above
Don’t you hear me callin’, callin’ out for you?

  1. Hear de harps a-playin’ thro’ de trees
    Dey all are playin’ out for you
    De music sweet dat comes along de breeze
    An’ de trees, an’ breeze, de world, an’ I
    Are waitin’ here for you
    Won’t you come, my love, won’t you come, come soon
    For my heart beats time to de old, old tune