Our little girl taken sick one evening

As she walked home from school

And in her death bed soon bring her

It made us so sad and so blue



Then she called me close to her bedside

And whispered these words soft and low,

"Tell Mommy to come to me quickly,

I want to kiss you both then go"



   I hear a sweet voice calling

   Way up in heaven on high

   God has made room for you daughter,

   Oh Mommy and Daddy don't cry



Take care of my little brother

Tell him I've gone to rest

I know his little heart is broken

He's all that you have left



Then she closed her eyes forever

Never to see us no more

Until we meet our darling 

On that bright and peaceful shore