By the light of the silvery Moon
I want to spoon
To my honey, I'll croon love's tune
Honey Moon, keep a-shinin' in June

Your silvery beams will bring love's dreams
We'll be cuddlin' soon
By the silvery Moon
Place, park, scene, dark

Silvery Moon is shining thro

Oh! Say! Let us fly, dear
Where, kid? To the sky, dear
Oh, you flying machine
Jump in, miss Josephine

Ship ahoy! Oh joy, what a feeling
Where, boy? In the ceiling
Ho, high, hoopla we fly
To the sky so high

Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she g

Not so far from here
There's a very lively atmosphere
Everybody's going there this year
And there's a reason, the season

Opened last July
Ever since the USA went dry
Everybody's going there and I'm going too

I'm on my way to Cuba
That's where I'm going
Cub

Young Johnny Steele has an Oldsmobile
He loves his dear little girl
She is the queen of his gas machine
She has his heart in a whirl
Now when they go for a spin, you know
She tries to learn the auto, so
He lets her steer, while he gets her ear
And whispers soft and lo

When Louis came home to the flat
He hung up his coat and his hat
He gazed all around, but no wifey he found
So he said: Where can Flossie be at?

A note on the table he spied
He read it just once, then he cried
It ran, Louis dear, it's too slow for me here
So I think

We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay
We could hear the voices ringing
They seemed to say
You have stolen her heart
Now don't go 'way

As we sang love's old sweet song on Moonlight Bay
You have stolen her heart
Now don't go 'way
(As we sang love's old sweet song

Tention folks, speak of jokes
This is one on me
Took my gal to a dance
At the armory
Music played, dancers swayed
Then we joined the crowd
I can't dance, took a chance
And right then we started

Stumbling all around, stumbling all around
Stumbling all around

I've got a longing way down in my heart
For that old gang that has drifted apart
They were the best pals that I ever had
I never thought that I'd want them so bad
Gee but I'd give the world to see
That old gang of mine

I can't forget that old quartette that sang Sweet A

Now Henry Jones and a pretty little queen
Took a ride one day in his big limousine
The car kicked up, and the engine wouldn't crank
There wasn't any gas in the gasoline tank
Just about that time along came Nord

And he rambled right along in his little old Ford
He stole

I'm the kid that's all the candy
I'm a Yankee Doodle dandy
I'm glad I am
(So's Uncle Sam)
I'm a real live Yankee Doodle
Made my name and fame and boodle
Just like Mister Doodle did, by riding on a pony
I love to listen to the Dixie strain
I long to see the girl I

There's a feeling comes a-stealing
And it sets my brain a-reeling
When I'm listening to the music of a military band
Any tune like Yankee Doodle
Simply sets me off my noodle
It's that patriotic something that no one can understand
Way down south, in the land of cotton