Down Among The Sheltering Palms
Composer(s): James Brockman - Abe Olman
Performer(s): The Boswell Sisters
and multiple other artists
I', way down East, down East And my heart is pining, pining for you You're way out West, out West And my soul is craving, craving for you I love you so, Just you, I know It takes six days to go there with a train Just one week more, and I'll be with you again I long to be
When I was South, down South There I saw some pretty, pretty places When I was North, way North I saw many, many pretty faces, not one so fair None could compare There's only one place way out in the West And you are there, where with you I long to rest I long to be
Down among the sheltering palms O honey, wait for me O honey, wait for me Meet me down by the old Golden Gate Out where the sun goes down about eight How my love is burning, burning, burning How my heart is yearning, yearning, yearning to be down among the sheltering palms O honey, wait for me!
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