Bodega - Lost Little Children Lyrics

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Lost Little Children

Lost Little Children Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Lost Little Children By Bodega?
Where are my mama and daddy?
They came a long time before me Now, we've come on the steamship Atlantic From our home far across the stormy sea I have their letter in my pocket They said, we would meet on the pier But the day it is now, almost over And the darkness and cold, soon draw near Will they know, their lost little children? As they look for my face in the crowd It's been so long since they've seen me And I wonder if they'll know me now We gave them, our four pounds and twenty One last look, at that green rocky shore And they told us, the new world has plenty But we'd never see Sligo, anymore Will they know their lost little children? As they look for my face in the crowd It's been so long since they've seen me And I wonder if they'll know me now Hold to my hand little brother Be brave and please try not to cry For we have a good father and mother And soon we'll be safe by their side Will they know their lost little children? As they look for my face in the crowd It's been so long since they've seen me And I wonder if they'll know me now Will they know their lost little children? As they look for my face in the crowd It's been so long since they've seen me And I wonder if they'll know me now |
Who Wrote Lost Little Children By Bodega?
Linda Hill Williams, Robin Williams, Timothy Page O'brien
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What's The Duration Of The Lost Little Children By Bodega?The duration of Lost Little Children is 5:34 minutes and seconds. |
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