Copyright, 1892, by Frank Tousey.
Written and Composed by Felix McGlennon.
Baby was up with the lark this morn, laughing in childish glee,
Romping and rolling around the house, climbing on dada's knee,
But the shades of night are falling, and baby is tired with play;
Softly he's creeping to mamma's side, gently he kneels to pray.
God bless mamma, God bless dada, God teach baby to do right;
I'm tired And I'm sleepy, put me in my cot, mamma and dada good-night.
Baby was up with the lark this morn, coaxing for just one kiss,
Filling with sunshine our humble home, filling our hearts with bliss:
Ah! we seemed to see a vision of angels so bright and fair,
Hovering around with protecting wings, list'ning to baby's prayer.-Refrain.
Baby was up with the lark this morn, filling our hearts with joy,
Humbly we knelt and we prayed to heaven, "Spare as our baby boy;
From the paths of sin, oh, save him, and guard him from every snare.
Deign to look down in thy infinite love, hearken to baby's prayer." -Refrain.