Going To Bed

GOING TO BED

It isn't time to go to bed.

The clock goes round too quick;

It hurts my back to lie in bed,

And almost makes me sick.

I want to show my uncle George

My pretty birthday ring;

And sing him "Jesus loves me,"

For he likes to hear me sing;.

My dollie, Haddenewya,

Her yellow dress is thin,

And she's sitting on the horse-block,

I forgot to bring her in;

I want to go and get her, -

She'll catch a cold and die ;

I want to get my nankerchick,

I guess I'se got to cry.

I said I'd wait till papa comes,

I wonder what he'd think;

There's something hurts me in my throat,

I want to get a drink.

I guess I'd rather get it in

My little silver cup, -

What makes me have to go to bed

When you are staying up?