There's Nobody Home But Me

Authors

Sam Ehrlich
Con Conrad

Document Type

Score

Publication Date

1918

Comments

There’s Nobody Home But Me

Words by Sam Ehrlich

Music by Con Conrad

New York: Broadway Music Corporation (1918)

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Lyrics

[Verse 2]
A garden gate, a lad of eight,
Dressed in a uniform of brown,
Across the way, a troop that day
Were getting volunteers in town
“Who’s home with you, my boy?”
they cried,
The child saluted and replied:

[Chorus]
My brother’s over in the trenches,
And sister’s gone to nurse out there
While Daddy’s making ammunition,
My mama also does her share
I’ve got my uniform all ready,
A solider boy,
I’d like to be
So if you’re over here for a brave volunteer,
There’s nobody home but me.

[Verse 2]
A snow white bed, a curly head,
A mother kisses baby dear,
Her sleepy boy, awakes with joy
And cries, “The solider boys were here
They came to take us all away
And mama I was proud to say:”

[Chorus]

Recommended Citation

Ehrlich, Sam and Conrad, Con, "There's Nobody Home But Me" (1918). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1087.
https://digitalcommons.conncoll.edu/sheetmusic/1087