See the children Molly, don’t they look so jolly,
Watch their cunning ways:
When you see them playing, don’t you feel like straying,
Back to baby days?
Come now, Molly, place your hand in mine,
We were babies once upon a time,
Thro’ the fields of Toyland little girl and Boyland
Backward let us gaze!
Baby days! Baby days! Sweetest days of all!
How you cried, sweet Molly, ‘cause I broke your dolly,
When I let it fall!
Daddy’s girl, Mamma’s boy, simple childish ways!
Run away to Sleepy-Town,
London Bridge is falling down,
Let’s go back to baby days.
All is joy and gladness not a thought of sadness,
While they laugh and play;
May they never borrow, trouble, care or sorrow,
As thro’ life they stray:
Will love bring them happiness or pain?
Will they wish that they were kids again?
Will their hearts be broken as their toys were broken?
Back in baby days!
Meyer, Geo. W. and Drislane, Jack, "Let's Go Back to Baby Days" (1909). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1419.
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