Steven Foster Piano Collection

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Steven Foster Piano Collection

  • Release date: 2018-05-25
  • Label: MLJ Music
  • Catalog #: SFPC

The Steven Foster Piano Collection is a collection of classic American songs by Stephen Foster and played by Jon Sarta. The melodies are memorable and have been a part of American folklore for over 150 years. The songs recall a time in our country when life was hard but simple. Foster’s music has endured and continues to be a part of our heritage.

  • 1

    Beautiful Dreamer

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    Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me
    Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
    Sounds of the rude world heard in the day
    Lull’d by the moonlight have all pass’d away!
    Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song
    List while I woo thee with soft melody;
    Gone are the cares of life’s busy throng
    Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
    Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!

    Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea
    Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
    Over the streamlet vapors are borne
    Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn
    Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart
    E’en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
    Then will all clouds of sorrow depart
    Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
    Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!

    Beautiful Dreamer
  • 2

    Come Where My Love Lies Dreaming

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    Come where my love lies dreaming,
    Dreaming the happy hours away,
    In visions bright redeeming
    The fleeting joys of day;
    Dreaming the happy hours,
    Dreaming the happy hours away;
    My own love is sweetly dreaming the happy hours away.

    Come Where My Love Lies Dreaming
  • 3

    My Old Kentucky Home

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    The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
    'Tis summer, the darkies are gay
    The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom
    While the birds make music all the day
    The young folks roll on the little cabin floor
    All merry, all happy, and bright
    By 'n by hard times comes a-knocking at the door
    Then my old Kentucky home, good night

    [Chorus]
    Weep no more my lady, oh! weep no more today!
    We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home
    For the old Kentucky home far away

    [Verse 2]
    They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon
    On the meadow, the hill and the shore
    They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon
    On the bench by the old cabin door
    The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart
    With sorrow where all was delight
    The time has come when the darkies have to part
    Then my old Kentucky home, good night!

    [Chorus]
    Weep no more my lady, oh! weep no more today!
    We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home
    For the old Kentucky home far away

    My Old Kentucky Home
  • 4

    Dolcy Jones

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    1. Oh! ladies don’t you wonder
    When I again appear
    I’ve just been ober yonder
    To see my Dolcy dear
    For Dolcy steps so lightly
    Among de bricks and stones
    Her eyes dey shine so brightly
    Oh! dadda, D’ D’ Dolcy Jones

    Chorus:
    Bye, bye my darling
    Sleep to de rattle ob de bones
    Slumber till morning
    My lubly Dolcy Jones

    2. Oh! when I go a-courting
    I ride through mud and rain
    I leabe de old hoss snorting
    At de corner ob de lane
    I find my Dolcy weeping
    And charm her wid de bones
    Bye’n bye I leabe her sleeping
    Oh! dadda, D’ D’ Dolcy Jones

    3. I went up town dis morning
    To sing a little song
    Miss Dolcy send me warning
    To bring my boots along
    For de yard is paved wid cinder
    And de house is built ob stones
    And a head is at de window
    Oh! dadda, D’ D’ Dolcy Jones

    Dolcy Jones
  • 5

    Some Folks

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    Some folks like to sigh
    Some folks do, some folks do
    Some folks long to die
    But that's not me nor you

    (Chorus)
    Long live the merry, merry heart
    That laughs by night and day
    Like the Queen of Mirth
    No matter what some folks say

    (Verse 2)
    Some folks fear to smile
    Some folks do, some folks do
    Others laugh through guile
    But that’s not me nor you

    (Chorus)

    (Verse 3)
    Some folks fret and scold
    Some folks do, some folks do
    They'll soon be dead and cold
    But that's not me nor you

    (Chorus)

    (Verse 4)
    Some folks get grey hairs
    Some folks do, some folks do
    Brooding o’er their cares
    But that's not me nor you

    (Chorus)

    (Verse 5)
    Some folks toil and save
    Some folks do, some folks do
    To buy themselves a grave
    But that's not me nor you

    (Chorus)

    Some Folks
  • 6

    Gentle Lena Clare

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    I'm thinking of sweet Lena Clare
    With deep blue eyes and waving hair
    Her voice is soft, her face is fair
    My gentle Lena Clare

    (Chorus)
    Gentle Lena Clare
    My dear lov'd Lena Clare
    Her heart is light
    Her eyes are bright
    My gentle Lena Clare

    (Verse 2)
    I love her careless, winning ways
    I love her wild and birdlike lays
    I love the grass whereon she strays
    My gentle Lena Clare

    (Chorus)

    (Verse 3)
    Her home is in the shady glen
    When summer comes I'll seek again
    On mountain height and lowland plain
    My gentle Lena Clare

    (Chorus)

    Gentle Lena Clare
  • 7

    Thou Art the Queen of My Song

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    (Verse 1)
    I long for thee; must I long and long in vain?
    I sigh for thee; will thou come not back again?
    Though cold forms surround us
    To sever all that bound us
    Gentle queen of my song
    The fields and the fair flowers shall welcome thee
    And all to thy pleasures shall belong
    Pride of my early years
    Thou art the queen of my song

    (Verse 2)
    The days are gone, days of summer bright and gay
    The days of love we so fondly whiled away
    But still while I'm dreaming
    Thy smiles o'er me beaming
    Gentle queen of my song
    The wind o'er the lone meadow wails for thee
    The birds sing thy beauties all day long
    Pride of my early years
    Thou art the queen of my song

    (Verse 3)
    I turn to thee; though our happy hours have flown
    I turn to thee; and my saddest thoughts are gone
    For love will be burning
    And memory still returning
    Gentle queen of my song
    Come let thy warm heart rejoice with me
    Come from the bright and luring throng
    Pride of my early years
    Thou art the queen of my song

    Thou Art the Queen of My Song
  • 8

    Old Black Joe

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    Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay,
    Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away,
    Gone from the earth to a better land I know,
    I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe".

    Chorus
    I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low;
    I hear those gentle voices calling, "Old Black Joe".

    Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain?
    Why do I sigh that my friends come not again,
    Grieving for forms now departed long ago?
    I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe".

    Chorus

    Where are the hearts once so happy and so free?
    The children so dear that I held upon my knee,
    Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go.
    I hear their gentle voices calling "Old Black Joe".

    Chorus

    Old Black Joe
  • 9

    Camptown Races

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    [Verse 1]
    De Camptown ladies sing dis song—Doo-dah! doo-dah!
    De Camp-town race-track five miles long—Oh! doo-dah day!
    I come down dah wid my hat caved in—Doo-dah! doo-dah!
    I go back home wid a pocket full of tin—Oh! doo-dah day!

    [Chorus]
    Gwine to run all night!
    Gwine to run all day!
    I’ll bet my money on de bob-tail nag—
    Somebody bet on de bay

    [Verse 2]
    De long tail filly and de big black hoss—Doo-dah! doo-dah!
    Dey fly de track and dey both cut across—Oh! doo-dah-day!
    De blind hoss sticken in a big mud hole—Doo-dah! doo-dah!
    Can’t touch bottom wid a ten foot pole—Oh! doo-dah-day!

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3]
    Old muley cow come on to de track—Doo-dah! doo-dah!
    De bob-tail fling her ober his back—Oh! doo-dah-day!
    Den fly along like a rail-road car—Doo-dah! doo-dah!
    Runnin’ a race wid a shootin’ star—Oh! doo-dah-day!

    Camptown Races
  • 10

    Nelly Bly

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    (Verse 1)
    Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly!
    Bring de broom along
    We’ll sweep de kitchen clean, my dear
    And hab a little song
    Poke de wood, my lady lub
    And make de fire burn
    And while I take de banjo down
    Just gib de mush a turn

    (Chorus)
    Heigh! Nelly, Ho! Nelly
    Listen lub to me
    I’ll sing for you, play for you
    A dulcem melody

    (Verse 2)
    Nelly Bly hab a voice
    Like de turtle dove
    I hears it in de meadow
    And I hears it in de grove
    Nelly Bly hab a heart
    Warm as cup of tea
    And bigger dan de sweet potato
    Down in Tennessee

    (Chorus)

    (Verse 3)
    Nelly Bly shuts her eye
    When she goes to sleep
    When she wakens up again
    Her eyeballs gin to peep
    De way she walks, she lifts her foot
    And den she brings it down
    And when it lights der’s music dah
    In dat part of de town

    (Chorus)

    (Verse 4)
    Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly!
    Nebber, nebber sigh
    Nebber bring de teardrop to
    De corner ob your eye
    For de pie is made ob punkins
    And de mush is made ob corn
    And der’s corn and punkins plenty lub
    A lyin in de barn

    Nelly Bly
  • 11

    Oh Susanna

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    Oh I come from Alabama
    With a banjo on my knee
    I'm going to Louisiana
    My true love for to see
    It rained all night the day I left
    The weather it was dry
    The sun so hot I froze myself
    Susanna, don't you cry

    Oh! Susanna
    Oh! don't you cry for me
    For I come from Alabama
    With my banjo on my knee

    I had a dream the other night
    When everything was still
    I thought I saw Susanna
    Coming down the hill
    The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
    The tear was in her eye
    I said I'm coming from the South
    Susanna don't you cry

    Oh! Susanna
    Oh! don't you cry for me
    For I come from Alabama
    With my banjo on my knee

    Oh I soon will be in New Orleans and then I'll look around
    And when I find my Susanna, I'll fall upon the ground
    But if I do not find her, this man will surely die
    And when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry

    Oh! Susanna
    Oh! don't you cry for me
    For I come from Alabama
    With my banjo on my knee

    Oh Susanna
  • 12

    Old Folks at Home

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    Way down upon de Swanee Ribber,
    Far, far away,
    Dere's wha my heart is turning ebber,
    Dere's wha de old folks stay.

    All up and down de whole creation
    Sadly I roam,
    Still longing for de old plantation,
    And for de old folks at home.

    Chorus
    All de world am sad and dreary,
    Eb-rywhere I roam;
    Oh, darkeys, how my heart grows weary,
    Far from de old folks at home!

    2nd verse
    All round de little farm I wandered
    When I was young,
    Den many happy days I squandered,
    Many de songs I sung.
    When I was playing wid my brudder
    Happy was I;
    Oh, take me to my kind old mudder!
    Dere let me live and die.

    3rd Verse
    One little hut among de bushes,
    One dat I love
    Still sadly to my memory rushes,
    No matter where I rove.
    When will I see de bees a-humming
    All round de comb?
    When will I hear de banjo strumming,
    Down in my good old home?

    Old Folks at Home
  • 13

    Gentle Anne

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    Thou wilt come no more, gentle Annie,
    Like a flow'r thy spirit did depart;
    Thou art gone, alas! like the many
    That have bloomed in the summer of my heart.

    Chorus:
    Shall we never more behold thee;
    Never hear thy winning voice again
    When the Springtime comes gentle Annie,
    When the wild flow'rs are scattered o'er the plain?

    When thy downy cheeks were in their bloom;
    Now I stand alone mid the flowers
    While they mingle their perfumes o'er thy tomb.
    cho: Shall we never more behold thee;

    Never hear thy winning voice again
    When the Springtime comes gentle Annie,
    When the wild flow'rs are scattered o'er the plain?
    Near the silent spot where thou art laid,

    And my heart bows down when I wander
    By the streams and the meadows where we stray'd.
    cho: Shall we never... behold thee;
    Never hear thy winning voice again

    When the Springtime comes gentle Annie,
    When the wild flow'rs are scattered o'er the plain?
    Gentle Annie
    When the wild flow'rs are scattered o'er the plain?

    Gentle Anne
  • 14

    Hard Times

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    1. Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
    While we all sup sorrow with the poor;
    There's a song that will linger forever in our ears;
    Oh Hard times come again no more.

    Chorus:
    Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
    Hard Times, hard times, come again no more
    Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
    Oh hard times come again no more.

    2. While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
    There are frail forms fainting at the door;
    Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
    Oh hard times come again no more.

    3. There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
    With a worn heart whose better days are o'er:
    Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day,
    Oh hard times come again no more.

    4. Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
    Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
    Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave
    Oh hard times come again no more.

    Hard Times
  • 15

    Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair

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    I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
    Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air;
    I see her tripping where the bright streams play,
    Happy as the daisies that dance on her way.
    Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour.
    Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er:
    Oh! I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
    Floating, like a vapor, on the soft summer air.

    I long for Jeanie with the daydawn smile,
    Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile;
    I hear her melodies, like joys gone by,
    Sighing round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die:—
    Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain,—
    Wailing for the lost one that comes not again:
    Oh! I long for Jeanie, and my heart bows low,
    Never more to find her where the bright waters flow.

    I sigh for Jeanie, but her light form strayed
    Far from the fond hearts round her native glade;
    Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown,
    Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone.
    Now the nodding wild flowers may wither on the shore
    While her gentle fingers will cull them no more:
    Oh! I sigh for Jeanie with the light brown hair,
    Floating, like a vapor, on the soft summer air.

    Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair

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