A popular song from 1920.
Words by Alfred Bryan and Artie Mehlinger.
Music by George W. Meyer.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Where the summer skies tenderly
Kiss the pines that rise slenderly
By a forest stream
Indian lovers came to dream
‘Neath the moon aglow
In the long ago
They sang of love sweet and low
Chorus
And the song they sang was Hiawatha’s melody
Just a golden memory
Of the days that used to be
As they sat entranced
Beneath the weeping willow tree
Ev’ry leaf up above seemed to tremble with love
And the evening breeze sang Hiawatha’s melody
Sang it sweet and tenderly
Like a lover’s rosary
Now the songbirds in Spring
Still remember and sing
Hiawatha’s melody of love
- Hiawatha roamed tearfully
Gazed up on the spot fearfully
On a moss-bound throne
Hiawatha pined alone
Willow boughs bent low
From them seemed to flow
Music to banish his woe
Sung here by Vancha March: