When I Send You a Picture of Berlin

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Arthur Fields & Peerless Quartet - Pop

When I Send You a Picture of Berlin

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Johnny Johnson feeling fit Uniform and army kit Johnny was a cam'ra fiend Of that trip had often dreamed Sweetheart crying at the pier Said "I'm proud of you my dear" Now you'll realize your dreams Taking pictures of those scenes Said John that's what I'll do And I'll send them home to you [Chorus] When I send you a picture of London Then you'll know I've landed safely "Over There" When I've sent you a snapshot of Paris You'll know I'm ready to do and dare (I'll do my share) You'll know I'm thinking about you When I send you my photo all alone But when I send you a picture of Berlin You'll know it's over, "Over There" I'm coming home Sweetheart waving at the pier Said I'm proud of you my dear Dried her tears and heaved a sigh Said he'll come back, "bye and bye" There are million at the pier more like him Full of vim in fighting trim Smiling when they sail away Our debt to France they're glad to pay We'll miss them all at home But there's truth in Johnny's poem [Chorus] When I send you a picture of London Then you'll know I've landed safely "Over There" When I've sent you a snapshot of Paris You'll know I'm ready to do and dare (I'll do my share) You'll know I'm thinking about you When I send you my photo all alone But when I send you a picture of Berlin You'll know it's over, "Over There" I'm coming home [Chorus] When I send you a picture of London Then you'll know I've landed safely "Over There" When I've sent you a snapshot of Paris You'll know I'm ready to do and dare (I'll do my share) You'll know I'm thinking about you When I send you my photo all alone But when I send you a picture of Berlin You'll know it's over, "Over There" I'm coming home

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Writers
  • Dave Dreyer
  • Frank Fay