American Old Time Song Lyrics: 14 The Orphan Boys Lament

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 14

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THE ORPHAN BOY'S LAMENT.

They tell me that my mother's lying
In the churchyard far away,
And she knows that I am weeping,
Weeping all the livelong day.
Weeping all the livelong day,
Weeping all the livelong day;
And she knows that I am weeping,
Weeping all the livelong day.

Hark! I think I hear her calling,
And her grave I long to find,
But there is no one here to lead me,
And the orphan boy is blind.
And the orphan boy is blind,
And the orphan boy is blind;
And there is no one here to lead me,
And the orphan boy is blind.

They tell me that my father's lying
In the graveyard by her side;
He has left me in this wide world
Without an earthly friend or guide.
Without an earthly friend or guide,
Without an earthly friend or guide;
He has left me in this wide world
Without an earthly friend or guide.

Now the orphan boy is lying
Where he often wished to be;
Angels bore his soul to heaven,
And the orphan boy is free.
And the orphan boy is free,
And the orphan boy is free;
Angels bore his soul to heaven,
And the orphan boy is free.
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