Baby Mabel, seven years old,
Sitting on her daddy’s knee,
Cried, “I’ve been a good little girl,
Please give a penny to me.”
Daddy softly sighed,
Gave her the penny and cried:
You’ve got your mother’s big blue eyes,
You’ve got your mother’s teeth, like pearl!
I must confess you are
The image of your ma,
From your nose to your toes to your curls.
The way you ask for pennies, shows
You know just what your mother knows.
And when you grow to be a great big lady,
Like your daddy wants you to,
If you’re half the lady your mother is,
I’ll be mighty proud of you.
Soon her mother came in the room,
Whisper’d, “Mabel go to bed.”
When her ma unbutton’d her dress,
Babe look’d at mother and said:
“Here’s the latest thing,
My daddy taught me to sing:”
Berlin, Irving, "You've Got Your Mother's Big Blue Eyes" (1913). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1313.
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