MY DOLLY.
My Dolly, Polly Angelina Brown,Has a pretty little bonnet, and a pretty little gown;A pretty little bonnetWith a lovely feather on it;Oh, there’s not another like it to be found in all the town!
My Dolly, Polly Angelina Brown,Has a pretty little bonnet, and a pretty little gown;A pretty little bonnetWith a lovely feather on it;Oh, there’s not another like it to be found in all the town!
My Dolly, Polly Angelina Brown,Has a pretty little bonnet, and a pretty little gown;A pretty little bonnetWith a lovely feather on it;Oh, there’s not another like it to be found in all the town!
My Dolly, Polly Angelina Brown,
Has a pretty little bonnet, and a pretty little gown;
A pretty little bonnet
With a lovely feather on it;
Oh, there’s not another like it to be found in all the town!
My dolly, Polly, is a precious little pet;Her eyes are bright as jewels, and her hair as black as jet;I hug her, and I kiss her!And oh, how I should miss herIf she were taken from me! Oh how I should grieve and fret!
My dolly, Polly, is a precious little pet;Her eyes are bright as jewels, and her hair as black as jet;I hug her, and I kiss her!And oh, how I should miss herIf she were taken from me! Oh how I should grieve and fret!
My dolly, Polly, is a precious little pet;Her eyes are bright as jewels, and her hair as black as jet;I hug her, and I kiss her!And oh, how I should miss herIf she were taken from me! Oh how I should grieve and fret!
My dolly, Polly, is a precious little pet;
Her eyes are bright as jewels, and her hair as black as jet;
I hug her, and I kiss her!
And oh, how I should miss her
If she were taken from me! Oh how I should grieve and fret!
My little brother, Charley, says my dolly is “a muff,”And he calls her other horrid names—though that is bad enough;And though he’s very clever,I never, no, I neverLet him handle her or dandle her for boys, you know, are rough.
My little brother, Charley, says my dolly is “a muff,”And he calls her other horrid names—though that is bad enough;And though he’s very clever,I never, no, I neverLet him handle her or dandle her for boys, you know, are rough.
My little brother, Charley, says my dolly is “a muff,”And he calls her other horrid names—though that is bad enough;And though he’s very clever,I never, no, I neverLet him handle her or dandle her for boys, you know, are rough.
My little brother, Charley, says my dolly is “a muff,”
And he calls her other horrid names—though that is bad enough;
And though he’s very clever,
I never, no, I never
Let him handle her or dandle her for boys, you know, are rough.
My dolly’s always smiling; she was never known to frown;And she looks so very charming in her Sunday hat and gown,You really ought to see herTo get a good ideaOf the beauty of my dolly, Polly Angelina Brown.
My dolly’s always smiling; she was never known to frown;And she looks so very charming in her Sunday hat and gown,You really ought to see herTo get a good ideaOf the beauty of my dolly, Polly Angelina Brown.
My dolly’s always smiling; she was never known to frown;And she looks so very charming in her Sunday hat and gown,You really ought to see herTo get a good ideaOf the beauty of my dolly, Polly Angelina Brown.
My dolly’s always smiling; she was never known to frown;
And she looks so very charming in her Sunday hat and gown,
You really ought to see her
To get a good idea
Of the beauty of my dolly, Polly Angelina Brown.