William T. Sherman at the keyboard
MICKEY (produced by Sennett, 1918) Words by: HARRY WILLIAMS Music by: NEIL MORET Oh! What a shame they gave you the name of Mickey, Where is the rose that grows in repose like you? Lucky the birds and bees you’d meet, Lucky the moss and the violet sweet, When they were trod by your bare little feet, There in the morning dew. How can you blame me when I pine, Dearie to change your name to mine? Mickey, pretty Mickey With your hair of raven hue; In your smiling so beguiling, There’s a bit of Killarney, bit of Childhood in the wild wood, Like a mountain flow’r you grew; Pretty Mickey, pretty Mickey, Can you blame anyone for falling in love with you? .Copyright MCMXVIII by Daniels s & Wilson, Inc...

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You had a friend that used to defend and love you,
He was a dog, a mutt of a dog, it’s true;
He used to follow you ev-ry where,
Look in our eyes with a lovable stare,
He was a lucky old dog to be there,
And he believed it too.
This is a promise from me,
“I’ll be as faithful to you as he.”
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