Martha (Ah! So pure) 1937
Vocals: Connee Boswell
Band: Bob Crosby's Bob Cats
Songwriting: von Flowtow
Ah! So pure,
Ah! So bright
Bursts her beauty on my sight.
Oh! So mild,
So divine,
She beguiled
This heart o’ mine.
‘Reft of these
‘Ere she came,
Dark the future seemed to loom;
Till her clear
Brilliant sphere,
New with light, dispelled the gloom.
Woe! She fled,
Quickly sped
All my joy in fleetin’ gleams!
As I wake,
Hope forsake,
Robbin’ me of godlike dreams,
Of godlike dreams, oh!
Ah! So pure,
Ah! So bright
Bursts her beauty on my sight.
Oh! So mild,
So divine,
She beguiled
This heart o’ mine.
[Martha Martha,
Martha Martha,
Martha Martha,
Martha, Martha!]
Canst thou leave me
Thus forsaken?
Come and share thy boon with me!
Share, share thy boon with me,
Yeah, with me!
[Oh, Martha!]
Woe! She fled,
Quickly sped
All my joy in fleatin’ gleams!
As I wake,
Hope forsake,
Robbin’ me of godlike dreams,
Of godlike dreams, oh!
Ah! So pure,
Ah! So bright
Bursts her beauty on my sight.
Oh! So mild,
So divine,
She beguiled
This heart o’ mine.
Martha Martha,
Thou hast taken
Ev’ry bliss away with thee!
Canst thou leave me
Thus forsaken?
Come and share thy boon with me!
Share, share thy boon with me
Yeah, with me!
[Oh! (?*)]
This recording is his version of a song from a German opera from the 1840s by the same name. See Bea Wain‘s for another 1930s oopsie gaysie.
*Though this word makes the most sense as ‘Martha’, the syllable don’t match well on listening. Perhaps the band is saying ‘Bosee’, a fond shortening of Martha’s last name?