American Old Time Song Lyrics: 32 When I Was A Child Of Three
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 32
When I Was a Child of Three.
Copyright, 1890, by T. B. Harms & Co.
Words by J. Cheever Goodwin. Music by Woolson Morse.
When I was a child of three,
Heigho, long ago;
Some one gave a doll to me,
Rosy cheeks she had, and eyes
Blue as are the summer skies.,
Though she answered not a word,
Yet I fancied that she heard
All the childish hopes and fears
That I whispered in her ears;
Whispered all in secrecy.
When I was a child of three.
Heigho, long ago, long, long ago,
Long, long ago, long, long ago, long ago.
Even when I older grew,
Heigho, long ago;
To my doll I still was true;
Other toys aside were thrown.
Still my heart was all her own;
All my griefs to her were told.
Childhood's sorrows manifold.
Time had all her roses culled,
And the blue eyes sadly dulled;
She was fair to none but me,
Still at heart a child of three.
Heigho, long ago, long, long ago.
Long, long ago, long, long ago, long ago.
Childhood's days are vanished quite,
Heigho, long ago;
Older toys my love invite,
Grown up dolls of flesh and bone,
I by dozens count my own.
Some are pretty, some are wise,
Koine I very dearly prize.
But at times my memory strays
To those far-off yesterdays;
And I'd give them all to be
Once again that child of three.
Heigho, long ago, long, long ago,
Long, long ago, long, long ago, long ago