A popular song from 1929.
Words and music by Walter Donaldson.
Sheet music provided by Nicholas Leunissen:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Picture the happiest couple
Waiting that hour of joy
Wondering patiently
Whether it’s gonna be
A baby girl or a boy
Picture their little Blue Heaven
The new little stranger is here
Picture the Daddy who’s
Spreading the happy news
Singing his message of cheer
Chorus
“He looks like her, he looks like me
He’s ev’rything we’d like him to be
That’s “Junior,” we call him “Junior”
He’s like a King within our Home
His cradle makes a beautiful Throne
For “Junior,” we call him “Junior”
What could be sweeter at sundown
Than two baby eyes of blue
Waiting to greet me at sundown
When my busy day is through?
So now we know what life is worth
Our Home is like a Heaven on Earth
With “Junior,” “Our Junior”
Chorus
“He looks like her, he looks like me
He’s ev’rything we’d like him to be
That’s “Junior,” we call him “Junior”
He’s like a King within our Home
His cradle makes a beautiful Throne
For “Junior,” we call him “Junior”
What could be sweeter at sundown
Than two baby eyes of blue
Waiting to greet me at sundown
When my busy day is through?
The married folks will understand
The wife’s the “boss” but he’s the “Head Man”
That’s “Junior,” “Our Junior”
Sung here by Fred Feild: