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!