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Thread #29328   Message #369896
Posted By: Joe Offer
06-Jan-01 - 04:55 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: Ben Bolt
Subject: Lyr Add: THERE'S A CHANGE IN THE THINGS I LOVE^^
Hi, Sarah - where'd you get the extra verse? It adds a nice conclusion to the song.

My 1909 copy of Songs That Never Grow Old has three verses, and has a slightly different (and politically corrected?) third verse:

And don't you remember the school, Ben Bolt
With the master so kind and so true
And the shaded nook by the running brook
Where the fairest wildflowers grew

The The Lester S. Levy Collection of Sheet Music (click) has a song published in 1844 by Joseph P. Webster (with a tune different from the 1848 Nelson Kneass tune we know). Webster called the song "There's a Change in the Things I Love." Webster does not repeat the last two lines of each verse. Here is his version:

THERE'S A CHANGE IN THE THINGS I LOVE (Ben Bolt)
(Joseph P. Webster)

Oh don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt
Sweet Alice with hair so brown
Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile
And trembled with fear at your frown
In the old church yard of the Abbey, Ben Bolt
In a corner obscure and alone
They have fitted a slab of the granite so gray
And Alice lies under the stone

Oh don't you remember the wood, Ben Bolt
That grew on the green, sunny hill
Where oft we have played 'neath its wide, spreading shade
And listened to Appleton's mill
The mill has gone to decay, Ben Bolt
And the rafters have fallen in
And a quiet has settled on all around
In the place of the olden din

And don't you remember the school, Ben Bolt
With the master so cruel and grim
And the quiet nook and the running brook
Where the school boys went to swim
Grass grows on the master's grave, Ben Bolt
And the running brook is dry
And of all the boys who were schoolmates then
There is only you and I

There's a change in the things I love, Ben Bolt,
A change from the old to the new;
But I feel in the core of my heart, Ben Bolt
There never was change in you.
Twelve months twenty times have passed, Ben Bolt,
But still with delight I hail
Thy presence a blessing, thy friendship a truth,
Ben Bolt of the salt sea gale.

^^