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Seymour Brown & Albert Gumble

REBECCA OF SUNNYBROOK FARM

THERE'S A FARM UPON A HILL DOWN IN MAINE
AND THERE A LITTLE GIRLIE WAITS FOR ME
REBECCA IS HER NAME
WHEN WE WANDERED DOWN THE LANE? JUST WE TWO
AND SHE WAS GRIEVING? WHEN I WAS LEAVING
AND THEN I PROMISED TO BE TRUE.

?WHERE THE HONEYSUCKLE VINE? WHERE THE HONEYSUCKLE VINE
?TWINES ITSELF AROUND THE DOOR? TWINES ITSELF AROUND THE DOOR
?A SWEETHEART MINE? A SWEETHEART MINE
?IS WAITING PATIENTLY FOR ME
?I CAN HEAR THE WHIPPOORWILL? I CAN HEAR THE WHIPPOORWILL
?TELL ME SOFTLY FROM THE HILL? TELL ME SOFTLY FROM THE HILL
?HER MEM'RY HAUNTS YOU? REBECCA WANTS YOU
?SO COME BACK TO SUNNYBROOK FARM.

I CAN SEE HER JUST THE SAME? STANDING THERE
AND SHE HAD ON HER LITTLE GINGHAM GOWN
AND RIBBONS IN HER HAIR
MY REBECCA LOOKS SO SWEET? DRESSED SO PLAIN
I KNEW I'D MISS HER? I LONG TO KISS HER
AND SO I'M GOING BACK AGAIN.

World War I Canadian parody version
43rd Battalion (Cameron Highlanders of Canada), CEF

REBECCA FROM SUNNYBROOK FARM

When you're going to the farm, with your rifle on your arm
Take it from me, you'd better watch old Fritz or he
Will send a whiz-bang there, stealing softly through the air,
The memory haunts you, the lobster wants you,
Keep away from Zillebeke, dear old Zillebeke, away from Zillebeke Farm.

(636 Canadian casualties)