Songs for little people | ||
12
THE BUSY FATHER
Mother is dead,
Father is busy;
He never has time
For a frolic with Lizzie.
Father is busy;
He never has time
For a frolic with Lizzie.
Often he comes,
Smiling and stilly,
To where she's asleep
Like the bud of a lily.
Smiling and stilly,
To where she's asleep
Like the bud of a lily.
Working so hard,
Worried and busy,
He never has time
For a frolic with Lizzie.
Worried and busy,
He never has time
For a frolic with Lizzie.
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