Two Little Children

This is a lulaby my Grandmother sang I think she got it from her mom.

Two little children, a boy and a girl
Sat by the old church door
The little girl's feet were as brown as the curl,
That fell on the dress that she wore.
The boys coat was faded and hatless his head,
A tear shown in each little eye.
Why don't you run home to your mamma, I said
And this was the maiden's reply.

Mamma's in heaven, they took her away,
Left Jim and I all alone
We come here to sleep at the close of the day,
For we have no Mamma or home.
We can't earn our bread, we're to little, she said
Jim's five and I'm only seven.
We've no one to love us since Papa is dead
And our darling Mamma's in heaven.

Papa got lost out at sea long ago
We waited all night on the shore
For he was a life saing captain, you know
But he never came back anymore.
Mamma got sick, angels took her away,
She sent for a home warm and bright
She said she would come for her darlings someday
Perhaps she is coming tonight.

Maybe tonight they'll make room for us there
Two little ones to keep
Then placing her hand under little Jim's head
She kissed him and they both fell asleep.
The sexton came early to ring the church bell
He found them beneath the snow white.
The angels made room for the orphans to dwell,
In Heaven with Mamma that night.