American Old Time Song Lyrics: 54 Waiting For Daddy

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 54

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

Copyright, 1896, by Lane, Cole & Co.
By Louis H. Croxson.

On a stone by the wayside a little tot sat
A cute little golden-haired lad.
One hand full of daisies, a tiny foot wet,
Patiently waiting for Dad.
His father had told him a short time before,
Sit here And wait for me, Jack,
While I step in just for a while at the store,
Then I'll carry you home on my back.

Waiting for Daddy, this little laddie, just at the close of day.
There, on that stone, seated alone, where he'd been told to stay,
Daylight was waning, still uncomplaining, he was too tired to play;
Darkness came creeping und found laddie sleeping there by the old highway.

In a tavern, resounding with laughter and jest,
Midst a boisterous, half-drunken throng,
The father ne'er thinks, as he drinks with the rest,
Of his little one waiting so long.
A team tumbles by, just a faint little cry,
The driver asleep, never hears,
With the dawn's early light comes a pitiful sight.
That a fond mother sees through her tears.

Waiting for Daddy, this little laddie, Just at the break of day,
There by the stone still and alone, where he'd been told to stay; at play.
Near his little hands lying, the daisies fast dying, which be had plucked while
A fond mother weeping, in death found him bleeping, there by the old highway
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.