A popular song from 1919.
Words by Ed Rose.
Music by Lew Pollack.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- In an oriental clime
Seated on a mystic shrine
Buddha dwells, and dispels hate
Came a maid, to him one day
With a troubled heart, they say
She was told he controlled fate
“Oh, Buddha, list to my plea
I bring my troubled heart to thee
So, won’t you please tell me”
Refrain
“Buddha, does he really love me
Buddha, is he thinking of me
At each dawn I’m awaking
And I find my heart still breaking
Buddha with the poppies blooming
He said he’d come back to me
Buddha, can’t you discover
My heart cries, there’s another
Buddha, with your mystic power
Buddha, take this faded flower
I know he’ll understand
And ease my sad heart, why?
Oh, why did he say good bye?
Buddha, listen to my plea
Bring him back to me
- Times changed quickly into years
Still no word from him she hears
But each day, she would pray low
When her savings all were spent
Magic messages were sent
She enthused at the news so
I came from, far away
While those near heard her softly say
“Now won’t you please tell me”
Sung here by Vancha March: