| LITTLE BLOSSOM
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| (Traditional)
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| «© '58 PD "
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| Oh dear I’m so tired and so lonely I wonder why mommy don’t come
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| She told me to close my pretty blue eyes and when I awoke she’d be home
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| I guess I’ll go down and find daddy I think he went down to the store
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| That big long room filled with bottles I wish that he’d go there no more
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| Sometimes he’s so sick when he come from he staggers and falls on the ground
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| One night when came in the parlor he kicked my poor dolly around
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| But I love him and I guess I’ll go find him I know he would gladly come home
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| Then it won’t be so dark and so lonesome while waiting for money to come
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| His red eyes gazed wild when she found him her sweet smiling face was still fair
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| But too late the demon possessed him for he grabbed at the back of a chair
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| In a moment the whole thing was over the work of the beast was complete
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| And a poor little innocent blossom lay dying at her daddy’s knees |