From the film “Carolina Blues”, 1944
Words by Sammy Cahn
Music by Jule Styne
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
Poor little Rhode Island
The smallest of the Forty Eight
You’ve got no prairie moon
For which coyotes croon
But I still think that you’re great
You’re such a teentsy weentsy
Poor little Rhode Island
Let all the Texans ‘yip-i-ay’
You’re still the best part of
This land I dearly love
And I’ll include I-o-way
They’ve written songs about the South
They’ve written songs about the North
And I have heard them say
There’s nothing finer than
Carolina in the morning
But how about the nights in
Poor little Rhode Island
Be careful if you’re fancy free
In Providence one day
She stole my heart away
I dream of her constantly
Let the sun shine bright
On your Old Kentucky Home
Rhode Island’s the place for me
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: