| # | Title | Principal Artiste | Composers | Lyricist / Date written | Place | Date recorded | Matrix | Label&cat.no. | Additional Information |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 53 | Souvenirs | Fred Bird, Salon Symphonic Jazz Band | Horatio Nicholls (aka:Law.Wright | Edgar Leslie `27 | Berlin | c. December1927 | M-19749 | Hom 4-2496 |
There's nothing left for me, of days that used to be,
There's just the memory, among my souvenirs,
Some letters tied with blue, a photograph or two,
I see a rose from you, among my souvenirs.
A few more tokens left within my treasure chest, and thought they do their best,
to give me con-so-lation,
I count them all apart and as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs
A few more tokens left within my treasure chest, and thought they do their best,
to give me con-so-lation,
I count them all apart and as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs