Now I can't wait on baby the smiling merchant said As stooped and softly toyed with his golden curly head I want to call up mamma came the answer full and free Will you telephone and ask her when she's coming back to me
Refrain: My child the merchant murmured as he stroked the anxious brow No telephone connection where your mother lives at now No telephone in heaven and a tear sprang in her eyes I thought God had everything with him up in the sky
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Tell her that I get so lonesome that I don't know what to do And pappa cries so much I guess he must be lonesome too Tell her to come to baby cause at night I get so 'fraid With no one there to kiss me when the lights begin to fade
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All through the day I want her since my dolly's got so sore With the awful punching brother give it with his little sword There aint no one to fix it since mamma's gone away And poor little lonesome dolly's getting thinner every day