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5. While a rich man slept on his velvet bed And dreamed of his riches and gold; While an orphan lay on a bed of snow And mourned, "So cold! so cold!"
6. Another hour and the mid-night storm Rolled on like a funeral.
While the earth seemed wrapt in a winding sheet, And the drops of snow still fell.
7. The morning dawn, and the litde girl Still lay at the rich man's door;
But her soul had fled to a home above Where there's room and bread for the poor. |
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The song was recorded by Johnnie Shields, a student in Lincoln Memorial University, from the singing of Mrs. S. J. Bussells, Shawanee, Tennessee.
1. "No home, no home!" cried an orphan girl, At the door of a princely hall,
As she trembling stood on the polished steps And leaned on the marble wall.
2. Her clothes were torn and her feet were bare And she tried to cover her feet
With her dress that was tattered and covered with snow, Yes, covered with snow and sleet.
3. Her dress was thin and her feet were bare And the snow had covered her head; "Oh, give me a home," she feebly cried, "A home and a piece of bread.
4. "My father, alas, I never knew;" Tears dimmed the eyes so bright;
"My mother sleeps in a new-made grave; 'Tis an orphan that begs tonight. |
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