American Old Time Song Lyrics: 37 My Own Baby Boy

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 37

MY OWN BABY BOY.
Copyright, 1893, by Frank Harding.
Written and Composed by Charles Devore.

Tired little baby so worn out with play,
Looking so weary at close of the day;
Bright golden ringlets crown my baby's head,
Blue eyes so tender and cheeks flushed with red.
Folding my darling closely to my breast,
Soon all is quiet, he'll soon be at rest;
Soon be in dreamland, my pride and my joy,
May Heaven bless thee, my own baby boy.
Chorus.
Sleep, little darling, angels will guard thee,
Watching thy slumber, no danger is near;
Mamma's own treasure. Heaven will bless thee,
Innocent darling, my own baby dear.

Early each morning, at dawn of the day,
My darling baby again is at play;
Laughing and shouting, dancing 'round with glee,
Calling each minute for mamma to see.
Scattering his play-things all about the floor,
Playing at horse on the knobs of the door,
Finding enjoyment till night shadows creep,
Then baby darling is ready to sleep.-Chorus.