Wide solemn eyes that question me,
Wee hand that pats my head
Where only two have stroked before,
And both of them are dead.
Ah, poo-ah Daddy mine, she says,
With wondrous sympathy
Oh, baby girl, you dont know how
You break the heart in me!
Let friends and kinsfolk work their worst,
And the world say what it will,
Your baby arms go round my neck
Im your own Daddy still!
And you kiss me and I kiss you,
Fresh kisses frank and free
Ah, baby girl, you dont know how
You break the heart in me!
I dreamed when I was good that when
The snow showed in my hair,
A household angel in her teens
Would flit about my chair,
To comfort me as I grew old;
But that shall never be
Ah, baby girl, you dont know how
You break the heart in me!
But one shall love me while I live
And soothe my troubled head,
And never hear an unkind word
Of me when I am dead.
Her eyes shall light to hear my name
Howeer disgraced it be
Ah, baby girl, you dont know how
You help the heart in me!
