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