| Two little children a boy and a girl
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| Sat by and old church door
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| The little girls feet were as brown as the curl
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| That fell on the dress that she wore
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| The little boys clothes were all tattered and torn
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| They shone beneath his blue eyes
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| Why don’t you go home to your mommy I said
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| And this was the maidens reply
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| Mommy’s is heaven angels took her away
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| Left Jim and I all alone
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| We’ve no one to love us daddy is dead
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| And our darling mother is gone
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| Mommy got sick angels took her away
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| To dwell in those matins so bright
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| She said she would come for her children someday
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| And I guess she’s coming tonight
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| The sexton came early to ring the church bell
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| And found them beneath the snow white
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| The angels made room for the orphans to dwell
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| Up in heaven with their mommy that night |