American Old Time Song Lyrics: 17 Mammas Baby Boy
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 17
MAMMA'S BABY BOY.
Copyright, 1883, by W. F. Shaw.
Sweet little treasure I dearly prize,
Mamma's baby boy;
Pride of our home, his papa's joy,
Mamma's baby boy.
See how he creeps all over the floor,
Chasing the sunbeam that enters the door,
Pride of our home and joy evermore,
Mamma's baby boy.
Chorus.
Pretty blue eyes and golden hair,
Mamma's baby boy;
We pray to God above to spare
Mamma's baby boy.
We pray to God above to spare
Mamma's baby boy.
At night, when we lay him away to rest,
Mamma's baby boy;
Praying to God above to bless,
Mamma's baby boy.
Sweet little bands, nice little toes,
Cheeks that are blooming like the red rose,
Loving we watch his sweet repose,
Mamma's baby boy,-Chorus.