(and Let Me Into Paradise)
A popular song from 1919
Words by Jack Yellen
Music by Gus Van and Joe Schenck
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- I dreamed last night
I was a choo-choo engineer
I could hear whistles blowin’
I was goin’ far from here
It was queer to my surprise
I saw Saint Peter on the track
It’s a fact he said to me “Which way will it be?”
And I just hollered back
Chorus
Open up the golden gates to Dixie
And let me in to Paradise
Don’t keep me waitin’
A little Angel down there
I don’t want to miss
She’s going to meet me
She’s goin’ to treat me
To a lot of heavenly bliss and when
I put my lovin’ arms around her
I’m goin’ to slip a wedding band upon her hand
Then give me time and you will see
A lot of little Angels that will look like me
Open up the golden gates to dear old Dixie land
- Saint Peter said, “Well, come ahead”
I flew inside, almost cried
When I saw my sweetie dressed up
Like a bride at my side
Parson said, “you two are wed”
I kissed her then my Big Ben
The darned old thing it started to ring
And I woke up again
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: