Saturday, December 26, 2009


Sounds fun on an old player piano. These use to be something that a lot of people had in their homes along with hundreds of rolls of songs. The paper was punched with holes and the piano would read the holes in the paper and play the notes.
My aunt had an old player piano and you would set with your feet at the base of the piano and pump a pedal as hard as possible to provide the power for the piano to play. The one in this recording is powered by electricity.

Lyrics & Music: Lyrics: Gus Kahn, Music: Richard A. Whiting
Verse: I saw the splendor of the moonlight
On Honolulu bay
There’s something tender in the moonlight
On Honolulu
And all the beaches
Are full of peaches
Who bring their ukes along
And in the glimmer of the moonlight
They like to sing this song
Chorus: If you like ukulele lady
Ukulele lady like-a you
If you like to linger where it’s shady
Ukulele lady linger too
If you kiss ukulele lady
And you promise ever to be true
And she finds another ukulele
Lady fooling ’round with you
Maybe she’ll sigh (and maybe not)
Maybe she’ll cry
Maybe she’ll find somebody else
By and by
To sing to where it’s cool and shady
Where the tricky wicki wacki woo
If you like ukulele lady
Ukulele lady like-a you
She used to sing to me by moonlight
On Honolulu Bay
Fond memories cling to me by moonlight
Although I’m far away
Someday I’m going
Where eyes are glowing
And lips are made to kiss
To meet somebody in the moonlight
To hear that song I miss

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