American Old Time Song Lyrics: 53 I Want To Play Ball With You Papa

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 53

Home Songster main V01 V02 V03 V04 V05 V06 V07 V08 V09 V10 V11 V12 V13 V14 V15 V16 V17 V18 V19 V20 V21 V22 V23 V24 V25 V26 V27 V28 V29 V30 V31 V32 V33 V34 V35 V36 V37 V38 V39 V40 V41 V42 V43 V44 V45 V46 V47 V48 V49 V50 V51 V52 V53 V54 V55 V56 V57 V58 V59 V60 V61 Support Search

Share page  Visit Us On FB

I Want to Play Ball with You, Papa.
Copyright, 1890, by Beale & Heath.
 Words and Music by G E. Beale, Jr.

In a pretty little cottage, on a very quiet street,
There lives a happy couple, with a baby boy an sweets.
Ev'ry evening, just at sundown, you will hear two tiny feet
Todd'ling down the sidewalk, with a kiss to papa greet;
Papa picks him up, there comes mamma, too.
"Now," the little one he cries, "I want to play ball with you."

I want to play ball with you, papa; I want to play ball with you:
Come and play with your little boy, He's been waiting all day for you.
I am awfully glad to see you, papa, for I love you fond and true;
You take the bat and I'll take the ball and throw it right at you.

In the morn when he awakes the first thing you'll hear him say,
"Where is papa, where has he gone-oh, has he gone away?"
"Yes, my darling, he has gone out now to earn our daily bread,"
Says the loving mother, as she smoothes his golden head.
Where is my base-ball, and where is my bat?
Pupa said he'd play with me, so please remember that- Chorus.
Download music lyrics PDF file For Printing with (no ads)
Download music lyrics in RTF file For editing / printing with Word and other editing software.
Download music lyrics as PNG Graphic file For inclusion in DTP etc.