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When the song was published separately, it quickly sold 100,000 copies. The publishers made a considerable profit of £2,100 in the first year, and the producer of the opera did well. In 1852 Henry Bishop "relaunched" the song as a parlour ballad, and it became very popular in the United States throughout the American Civil War and afterwards. The song's American premiere took place at the Winter Tivoli Theatre in Philadelphia on October 29, 1823, and was sung by "Mrs. Williams."Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home
A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there
Which seek thro' the world, is ne'er met elsewhere
Home! Home!
Sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home
There's no place like home!
An exile from home splendor dazzles in vain
Oh give me my lowly thatched cottage again
The birds singing gaily that came at my call
And gave me the peace of mind dearer than all
Home, home, sweet, sweet home
There's no place like home, there's no place like home!
GIVE MY REGARDS TO LEICESTER SQUARE |
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The good ship will soon sail to distant shores And friends are all saying good-bye Farewell to the homeland and those so dear Is uttered with many a sigh The last handshake over, the last adieu The vessel goes speeding away You gaze at the friends you are leaving behind Then try to be cheerful and say, Chorus: Give my regards to Leicester Square, dear Piccadilly and Mayfair Mention me to the folks round there, they'll understand Speak of me to the boys you greet Tell them in Bond Street we'll soon meet Remember me kindly to Regent Street And give them my love in the Strand. Across the ocean blue you bound along Thinking of those far away The sweetheart you left standing on the quay With mother so feeble and grey 'Tis hard for to part from the ones you love The friends who would never forsake To each passing vessel that's homeward bound You give them this message to take, Chorus: At last you're returning across the sea No longer you've needed far to roam With gladness your heart beats to hear the band On deck playing 'Home sweet home' The harbour lights seem to shine brighter now Than ever they did before You know what welcome awaits you when You hear your friends sing on the shore. Chorus: |
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Written and composed by William Hargreaves - 1905 |
Performed by Victoria Monks (1885-1927) |
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