DON’T GO OUT TONIGHT, DEAR FATHER

Don't go out to-night, dear Father Don't refuse this once, I pray Tell your comrades Mother's dying Soon her soul will pass away Tell them, too, of darling Willie Him we all so much do love How his little form is drooping Soon to bloom again above. Chorus: Don't go out tonight, Dear Father Think, oh think, how sad 'twill be When the angels come to take her Papa won't be there to see. Tell me that you love dear Mamma Lying in that cold, cold room That you don't love your comrades better Cursing there in that saloon Oh, dear Father, do not leave us Think, oh think, how sad 'twill be When the angels come to take her Papa won't be there to see. Chorus: Morning found the little pleader Cold and helpless on the floor Lying where he madly struck her On that chilly night before Lying there, with hands uplifted Feebly uttering words of prayer Heavenly Father, please forgive him Reunite us all up there. Chorus:

Written and composed by M.E. Golding & W.L. Thompson - 1889

Performed by Elsa Lanchester (1902-1986)

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