A 1919 popular song.
Words by Jack Yellen and Milton Ager.
Music by George W. Meyer.
Song suggested by Laurence Rubenstein.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Maryland, Maryland, you’ve made chicken famous ev’rywhere
Maryland, Maryland, I’m not kickin’ but I must declare
You’ve got other chickens, too, Baby Dolls with eyes of blue
They’re the sweetest kind, Here’s what I’ve got in mind:
Chorus
There’s a lot of blue-eyed Marys down in Maryland
I’ll have you understand, there is no sweeter brand
If you want a blue-eyed bride just take a ride to Maryland
They’ve got just what you need, yes, indeed
Ev’ry one comes guaranteed
If you want the “best what am,” In a wedding gown
Be some “Mary’s little lamb” follow her around
If you’ll marry one you’ll settle down in Fairyland
And raise a lot o’ little Marys down in Maryland
- Maryland, Maryland, It’s no wonder they’ve got such blue eyes
Maryland, Maryland, they’re raised under Heaven’s bluest skies
Sunbeams find a resting place, In each Mary’s smiling face
Ev’ry one’s a prize I’m here to put you wise:
Sung here by Fred Feild: