Give My Regards to Broadway

Did you ever see two Yankees part upon a foreign shore? When the good ship is just about to start for old New York once more. With tears in thine,

they say goodbye, they're friends without a doubt. When the men on the pier shout loud and clear as the ship sails

out.

Give my regards to Broadway, remember me to Herald Square.

Tell all the gang at Forty-Second Street that I will still be there. Whisper of how I'm yearning to mingle with the old-time throng. Give my regards to old Broadway

and say that I'll be there ere long.