A popular song from 1921
Words by Leo Wood and Irving Bibo
Music adapted from Nikolas Rimsky-Korsakoff’s theme by Paul Whiteman
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- There’s a melody I know
That’s always haunting me
Just a melody whose strain
Is always taunting me
Awake or sleeping, it comes a-creeping
And oh, I love it so, I say where e’er I go
Refrain
Oh, play that ‘Song of India’ again
There’s something so appealing in each strain
That seems to carry me far over the sea
And I just seem to stray
Down near the bay at Mandalay
No melody I ever heard before
Can thrill me like that mystic wail of yore
I beg you Mister Music Man
Just try to please me if you can
And play that ‘Song of India’ once more
- That sweet song of love
Is all I’m ever thinking of
That sweet song of love
Is like the cooing of a dove
Each tone caressing, seems like a blessing
For when its strains I hear my cares all disappear
(Elegante)
There where Buddha dwells
And temple bells softly ring
There where lotus blooms
And rare perfumes seem to bring
Nights enchanted with a million lights
That glimmer in the mystic heights
Of Heaven, while each sweetheart plights love
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: