The Mystic Medicine Show on the Homestead

Medicine show included an old post World War I song long since forgotten.
CAPPER’s Staff
Good Old Days


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The flickering torches lit up the scenery in the black night and made everything unreal and spectacular, coloring the wagon and the entertainers with an eerie glow.

I remember going to one show night after night to hear the girl entertainer sing. She sang a song that went with the times, for this was after World War I, and it began like this:

"Sweet Marie, wait for me, in a side street in old Paree, In the heart of Montmartre, don't forget about me, cherie."

Following the chorus, she recited a verse and then sang another chorus.

I was 12 or 13 years old then and I still remember the words and the tune. I have often wondered where the song originated and who wrote it. I've never heard it since that time.

Newlon I. Griffis
Joplin, Missouri

 


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