That fetching little bonnet too, in which I first was kissed,
They’ve all of them been missed! They’ve all been sadly missed.
Chorus—She’s got ’em on her list! She’s got ’em on her list;
And they’ve all of ’em been missed! They’ve all been sadly missed.
One day a friend said Sunlight Soap I really ought to try,
And as she did insist, I hunted up my list;
For, hearing her experience, I remembered with a sigh,
How much they’d all been missed! How much they’d all been missed.
So I sent at once for Sunlight Soap, and soon unpicked the lace,
From that old discarded sunshade and I tacked it in its place;