SOME ONE'S LITTLE GIRL.
Copyright, 1895, by T. D. Harms & Co.
Words by George Cooper. Music by Charles E. Pratt
Within a police station a little maiden stood;
She said, "I found this baby, policeman, kind and good;
Two boys it was who left it, and then they ran away;
I'm sure its Ma will want it, And will miss it so to-day.
"Please to find its mamma-see, 'tis dressed so fine;
Rings upon its fingers, and curls that golden shine;
On, do excuse my crying, I'm all in a whirl;
I know it wants its mamma, for it's someone's little girl."
"It only can say Mamma, and 'Yes' and 'No,' that's all!
Oh, see! it looks so weary-it is so weak and small;
The boys ran off so quickly, And I ran after, too;
The people thought that they were playing 'tag,' as boys will do." - Cho.
"How can we find it's mamma?" the sergeant, smiling, said,
As tenderly he putted the darling's golden head;
The little maiden wisely said, with a voice so mild,
"Go ask in school if boys there found to-day a poor lost child." - Chorus.