Nothing else so dear can be,
Nothing brings such joy to me,
As does this,—
My mother’s kiss.
Then, if I’m a pleasant child,
Kind, obedient, and mild,
I’ll have this,—
My mother’s kiss.
Nothing else so dear can be,
Nothing brings such joy to me,
As does this,—
My mother’s kiss.
Then, if I’m a pleasant child,
Kind, obedient, and mild,
I’ll have this,—
My mother’s kiss.