PUT ME IN MY LITTLE BED.
Words by Dexter Smith. Music by C. A. White.
Oh, birdie, I am tired now;
I do not care to hear you sing;
You’ve sung your happy songs all day,
Now put your head beneath your wing.
I’m sleepy, too, as I can be;
And, sister, when my prayer is said
I want to lay me down to rest,
So put me in my little bed.
Chorus.
Come, sister, come,
Kiss me good-night,
For I my evening prayer have said,
I’m tired now, and sleepy too,
Come put me in my little bed.
Oh, sister, what did mother say
When she was called to heaven away?
She told me always to be good,
And never, never go astray;
I can’t forget the day she died,
She placed her hand upon my head,
She whispered softly, “Keep my child,”
And then they told me she was dead.
Come, sister, come, &c.
Dear sister, come and hear my prayer,
Now, ere I lay me down to sleep
Within my Heavenly Father’s care,
While angels bright their vigils keep.
And let me ask of Him above
To keep my soul in paths of right,
Oh! Let me thank Him for His love,
Ere I shall say my last “good-night.”
Come, sister, come, &c.