Out of the sleepy old Baby Town.
Sing ho! for the joy of the Shining Way,
For Dorothy took her first steps to-day.
Mother has helped her alone to stand,
And now she is holding her dimpled hand,
And now there’s a start and a tipsy run,
And life on the road is well begun.
There’s a tear in the midst of Mother’s smiles,
But Mother will lead her the first few miles.
So let her start on her journey gay.