Little Boy Blue - John McCormack

Composed by：Ethelbert Woodbridge Nevin

The little toy dog is covered with dust

But sturdy and staunch he stands

And the little toy soldier is red with rust

And his musket molds in his hands

Time was when the little toy dog was new

And the soldier was passing fair

And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue

Kissed them and put them there

"Now don't you go till I come" he said

"And don't you make any noise"

So toddling off to his trundle-bed

He dreamed of the pretty toys

And as he was dreaming an angel song

Awakened our Little Boy Blue

Oh the years are many the years are long

But the little toy friends are true

Ay faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand

Each in the same old place

Awaiting the touch of a little hand

The smile of a little face

And they wonder as waiting the long years through

In the dust of that little chair

What has become of our Little Boy Blue

Since he kissed them and put them there