Then Pa came runnin' out without his hat
And 1n his stocking feet, a-lookin' scat;
We got poor Tommy out and home in bed,
A-lookin' pale and white, and almost dead.
And 1n his stocking feet, a-lookin' scat;
We got poor Tommy out and home in bed,
A-lookin' pale and white, and almost dead.
And Ma she cried and kissed him lots and said,
"It was a mercy that he wasn't dead;"
And Pa he said that he would tend to me
And give me something pleasant after tea.
"It was a mercy that he wasn't dead;"
And Pa he said that he would tend to me
And give me something pleasant after tea.
THE BUTTERCUP
Dear little chalice, catching the sunlight,
Holding the drops of the morning dew,
Growing so sweetly here by the roadside,
Would I might learn a lesson from you.
Out of the sunlight and glory of God,
To gather the sweetness and leave the rue.
Holding the drops of the morning dew,
Growing so sweetly here by the roadside,
Would I might learn a lesson from you.
Out of the sunlight and glory of God,
To gather the sweetness and leave the rue.
ALL ABOUT GIRLS
A girl is something with a braid,
That wears an apron and is 'fraid;
And women, they are grown up girls,
With longer hair and lots more curls.
That wears an apron and is 'fraid;
And women, they are grown up girls,
With longer hair and lots more curls.
I have a sister 'n' her name's Nan,
And she can't ever be a man,
Or run about upon the hay
And have a jolly time at play.
And she can't ever be a man,
Or run about upon the hay
And have a jolly time at play.
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