Biography:
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Composer and songwriter ("Wonderful, Wonderful", "Dungaree Doll", "See You in September"), he joined ASCAP in 1953 and collaborated musically with Hal David. His other popular-song compositions include "Broken-Hearted Melody", "Wind, Sand and Stars", "Johnny Get Angry" and "I Am".
A former history teacher who had majored in the subject at NYU and Cornell, he developed his musical "1776" from his love for the men involved in the story and the period in which they lived.
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E G D A E
Momma, hey Momma, come looking for me
E G D A E
I'm here in the meadow by the red maple tree
E G D A E
Momma, hey Momma, look sharp, here I be
A D A E
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
E G D A E
Them soldiers they fired, oh Ma did we run
E G D A E
But then we turned round and the battle begun
E G D A E
Then I went under, oh Ma am I done
A D A E
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
E G D A E
My eyes are wide open, my face to the sky
E G D A E
Is that you I'm hearing in the tall grass nearby?
E G D A E
Momma, come find me before I do die
A D A E
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
E A
I'll close your eyes, my Billy
E A
Them eyes that cannot see
E A
And I'll bury you, my Billy
E A
Beneath the maple tree
E G D A E
And never again will you whisper to me
A D A E
Hey, hey, oh Momma, look sharp
Momma, hey Momma, come looking for me
E G D A E
I'm here in the meadow by the red maple tree
E G D A E
Momma, hey Momma, look sharp, here I be
A D A E
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
E G D A E
Them soldiers they fired, oh Ma did we run
E G D A E
But then we turned round and the battle begun
E G D A E
Then I went under, oh Ma am I done
A D A E
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
E G D A E
My eyes are wide open, my face to the sky
E G D A E
Is that you I'm hearing in the tall grass nearby?
E G D A E
Momma, come find me before I do die
A D A E
Hey, hey, Momma, look sharp
E A
I'll close your eyes, my Billy
E A
Them eyes that cannot see
E A
And I'll bury you, my Billy
E A
Beneath the maple tree
E G D A E
And never again will you whisper to me
A D A E
Hey, hey, oh Momma, look sharp
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