Won't You Come to My Tea Party?
Copyright, 1896. by A. U. Fitz.
Words and Music by Alb. H. Fitz.
In our household there's a treasure,
Full of life so bright and gay,
On her next birthday we've promised
A party, she may give that day.
Four years old she'll be to-morrow,
And with joy she'll greet the day,
For when now she meets her playmates,
She will smile, and then will say:
Won't you come to my tea party, all my playmates will be there;
Come And bring your baby sweethearts, mamma says that she don't care;
We will have, oh, such a good time, lots of sweets, And, oh, such fun,
Mamma told me to invite you to my tea party-won't you come?
I've a little baby brother,
Just as sweet as he can be.
But he can't come to my tea party,
For baby's not as big as me;
Only great big boys will be there,
And great big girls like me and you,
Now I'll give you an invitation,
Promise me you'll come, now do.- Chorus.
I've Invited, oh, so many-
That is, friends of mine, like you;
We're going to use my little tea-set,
Yes, And mamma's tea-pot, too,
Then I know we'll have some candy,
And a birth-day cake for me;
Now I know you surely will come
To-morrow afternoon at three.- Chorus.
I've got to tell my baby dolly
She can't come-I know she'll cry,
But she fell Into our wash-tub,
I laid her in the sun to dry,
And the naughty wind was blowing.
Though dolly thought it was all play,
But, oh, dear me, when I got to her.
The wind had blown her hair away .- Chorus.