( INSCRIBED TO OUR BELOVED AVIATOR CHARLES A. LINDBERGH )
Air — " Charlie is my Darling. "
'T WAS on a Friday morning,
The twentieth of May,
That Charlie took his life in hand
And boldly sailed away.
Refrain:
Oh, Charlie is our darling,
Our darling, our darling,
Charlie is our darling,
The young Chevalier.
He didn't wait to kiss the girls,
Or bid the boys good-bye;
For when he wanted kisses
He could simply kiss the sky.
He clove the clouds of peril,
Nor minded fog or sleet;
He took with him no radio,
And only a bite to eat.
But he took two needful letters
So, if he got across,
Somebody there could tell him
From a white-winged albatross.
He did the trick, and did it
As never done before,
And after he had landed
He did one wonder more:
He sailed into the whole world's heart!
What a miracle it is!
He's everybody's Charlie,
And every one is his.
Refrain: " Oh, Charlie is our darling, " etc.
The deed was fine, and no one
Begrudges him the meed,
But ah! the soul that did it
Is finer than the deed.
He groped his way o'er Paris,
And when her lamps grew dim
A light in every Gallic breast
Was lit to welcome him.
He stops the traffic of mankind
Betwixt a smile and tear,
And every mother, next her own,
Holds Charlie the most dear.
Refrain: " Oh, Charlie is our darling, " etc.
He's modest as a daisy,
Though his marathon is won —
As if he said, " Say, what are lugs?
And how do they put 'em on? "
Oh, not alone his prowess
Has gripped both small and great.
The man that's still a youth has touched
The child in men of state.
And all the grizzled warriors,
Who lost in war their joy,
How tenderly they took in arms
This dear and daring boy!
Refrain: " Oh, Charlie is our darling, " etc.
How Lincoln would have held him
As gently as a babe —
And, come to think, by Jonathan!
The youngster looks like Abe.
Not less American is he
For all this foreign cheer.
God bless our countrymen of France
Who made him Chevalier!
Then go sit down, ye pessimists,
Ye growlers sad and glum,
We've got a new apostle
And the Age of Youth has come.
Refrain:
Oh, Charlie is our darling,
Our darling, our darling,
Charlie is our darling,
Our young Chevalier.
Air — " Charlie is my Darling. "
'T WAS on a Friday morning,
The twentieth of May,
That Charlie took his life in hand
And boldly sailed away.
Refrain:
Oh, Charlie is our darling,
Our darling, our darling,
Charlie is our darling,
The young Chevalier.
He didn't wait to kiss the girls,
Or bid the boys good-bye;
For when he wanted kisses
He could simply kiss the sky.
He clove the clouds of peril,
Nor minded fog or sleet;
He took with him no radio,
And only a bite to eat.
But he took two needful letters
So, if he got across,
Somebody there could tell him
From a white-winged albatross.
He did the trick, and did it
As never done before,
And after he had landed
He did one wonder more:
He sailed into the whole world's heart!
What a miracle it is!
He's everybody's Charlie,
And every one is his.
Refrain: " Oh, Charlie is our darling, " etc.
The deed was fine, and no one
Begrudges him the meed,
But ah! the soul that did it
Is finer than the deed.
He groped his way o'er Paris,
And when her lamps grew dim
A light in every Gallic breast
Was lit to welcome him.
He stops the traffic of mankind
Betwixt a smile and tear,
And every mother, next her own,
Holds Charlie the most dear.
Refrain: " Oh, Charlie is our darling, " etc.
He's modest as a daisy,
Though his marathon is won —
As if he said, " Say, what are lugs?
And how do they put 'em on? "
Oh, not alone his prowess
Has gripped both small and great.
The man that's still a youth has touched
The child in men of state.
And all the grizzled warriors,
Who lost in war their joy,
How tenderly they took in arms
This dear and daring boy!
Refrain: " Oh, Charlie is our darling, " etc.
How Lincoln would have held him
As gently as a babe —
And, come to think, by Jonathan!
The youngster looks like Abe.
Not less American is he
For all this foreign cheer.
God bless our countrymen of France
Who made him Chevalier!
Then go sit down, ye pessimists,
Ye growlers sad and glum,
We've got a new apostle
And the Age of Youth has come.
Refrain:
Oh, Charlie is our darling,
Our darling, our darling,
Charlie is our darling,
Our young Chevalier.