From the musical revue “The Big Show”, 1916.
words by John L. Golden
music by Raymond Hubbell
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- There’s a story told of a little Japanese
Sitting demurely ‘neath the cherry blossom trees
Miss Butterfly her name
A sweet little innocent child was she
Till a fine young American from the sea
To her garden came
They met ‘neath the cherry blossoms every day
And he taught her how to love in the ‘Merican way
To love with her soul! ’twas easy to learn
Then he sailed away with a promise to return
Refrain
Poor Butterfly! ‘neath the blossoms waiting
Poor Butterfly! for she loved him so
The moments pass into hours
The hours pass into years
And as she smiles through her tears
She murmurs low, “The moon and I
Know that he be faithful
I’m sure he come to me bye and bye
But if he don’t come back
Then I never sigh or cry
I just mus’ die, Poor Butterfly
- “Won’t you tell my love”
She would whisper to the breeze
Tell him I’m waiting
‘Neath the cherry blossom trees
My Sailor man to see
The bees and the humming birds say they guess
Every day that passes makes one day less
‘Till you’ll come to me
For once Butterfly she gives her heart away
She can never love again she is his for aye
Through all of this world, for ages to come
So her face just smiles
Though her heart is growing numb
Sung here by Fred Feild: