Cincinnati Conservatory of Music - Pans Pipers Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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MU PHI EPSILON SONGS tTuneeBach Invention, No. 8t . Whoe'er your teacher be He will make you buy that Evans Book of Bach. And then you'll practice uTa tee ta tee ta tee ta tee . Everywhere you'll hear them, Those above you, those below you, Those across the hall. All the fat ones, all the thin ones, And the dumb-bells one and all, Hear you practice the works of John Sebastian Bach. tTuneeI Cantt Get the One I Wantt Mister Spach says, Get that tone! Then we moan and we groan, 'tSoI, la, sol, do, sol, fa . We've had teachers by the'score, tMaybe less and maybe moret But theytve all been M-A-R-R-I-E-D! I've got a good head, a brilliant career, But Spachie always gets on his ear. Tell me, what can the trouble he? Doggone it! I cantt get the ones I want, Those I get he dontt want! If I get them, Whattll become of me? Utll flunk the boardsJ tTunHExperiencet We all hear Mr. Verd Say, Keep your finger there,,. You do not get that right, I'm telling you I But we love him 50, Though he keeps us on the go. How in the world d,you find that out? Experience!

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PHI BETA SONGS How-do-Uedo, how-do-U-do. Now that?! the way we welcome you In that wonder bountiful feast of joy and thanks, Believe us, wait'll you see, Wait'll you see the members of our faculty, Then youtll know why we're rootin' and tootin' for C. C. M. Dear Miss Baur, teachers too, M. Owen we're including U, Pack up your troubles, laugh tern away, Come on folks, be happy this Thanksgiving Day. Dr. Liszniewski is a dandy you may know, From his red hair to his toes, He's right there, everybody knows, He's a good director And there is no doubt of that And Pm not talking through my hat. tTune-Why Did I Kiss That Girl'U Why must I take Solfege? Why, 0, Why, 0, Why, Why must I take Solfege, I could almost cry, I'm nervoukso nervous, I'm worried and blue, And if the first does that, What will the second year do? Folks say I look a wreck, I can't sleep at night, Spach says he'll break my neck If I dontt do it right. I'm upset and all because I cant sing my ttre mi fa's Why must I take solfege'! Why, 0, Why, 0, Why? tTune-My Bonnie Lies Over the Oceam Our Ten Have came over the ocean, Our Ten Have came over the sea, And thatts what put him in the notion To teach at our conservatory With zis way and zat way He makes pupils fiddle day by day. Zis way and zat way Shall be their technique to stay. tTune-Doodle-Do-Dm Therets someone worth while, Hets got a broad smile. Thatts Mr. Beddoe-Mr. Beddoe! People have said his hair was once red, But how do we know? How do we know? Come up the drive some sunshiny morning, Herets what youtll hearewetll give you fair waining, Ha-heh, ha-heh, ha-heh, ha-heh. Youtre the stuff, Beddoe! Page 177

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S. A. I. SONGS uTunea-dAdoration Waltm To play with finest feeling To master technique too, To raise each finger sky high To make each note clear and true To hear you say Bravo! And never Pll kill myself I work from morn till late at night With admiration, Mr. Thalberg of you And all your students seem to share my admiration Thally, dear, of you. uTuneuRemember Remember Mrs. Crowley's classes Sight singing-dictation too, Remember how scared you were When she'd look around and call on you. Remember your voice was shaky Your book trembled-uyou let it fall. Then Mrs. Crowley smiled and you decided It was Worth HF-after all. CFuneuIMy Buddw There're times we loaf and don't want to work, We moan and groan and lessons we Shirk, Mr. Leighton, Mr. Leighton. What makes us do you like we do. You talk, explain, to make us do right, It sometimes seems we simply aren't bright, Mr. Leighton, Mr. Leighton, Just the same we think a lot of your uTuneuSome of these daysu Some of these daysqu goinu to play the organ, Some of these daysHIt takes a lot of work, It's up-hill pulling, I feel so stupid, In spite of practice, which I never Shirk, My poor feet protest, they can't go sliding Across' the pedals many different ways, But with a teacher like Mr. Titus,' Do you doubt I'll play the organ Some of these days? try. x3 Ji-dJ-v 5 J- x. H' qki AIQH-u 'L K I 5 , V J! Page 1 79