Historic Sheet Music Collection

Document Type

Score

Publication Date

1890

Comments

What the Chimney Sang
Words by F. Bret Harte
Music by Gertrude Griswold
Soprano or Ten. in F
Alto or Bar. in D.

New York. Published by G. Schrimer

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Lyrics

Over the chimney the night wind sang,
And chanted a melody no one knew;
And the woman stopp'd as her babe she tossed,
And thought of the one she had long since lost,
And aisd, as the teardrops back she forced:
"I hate the wind in the chimney!"


Over the chimney the night wind sang,
And chanted a melody no one knew;
And the children said, as they closer drew:
"Tis some witch that is cleaving the black night through,
"Tis a fairy trumpet that just then blew,
And we fear the wind in the chimney!"

Over the chimney the night wind sang,
And chanted a melody no one knew;
And the man, as he sat on his hearth below,
Said to himself: "It will surely snow,
And fuel is dear and wages are low,
And I'll stop the leak in the chimney."

Over the chimney the night wind sang,
And chanted a melody no one knew;
And the poet listen'd, and smiled,
For he was man, and woman, and child, all three;
And said: "It is God's own harmony,
This wind we hear in the chimney,
'Tis God's own harmony!"

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