I should like to die
said Willie
If my Papa could die
too;
But he says he isn’t ready
’Cause he has so much to do;
And my little sister Nellie
Says that I must surely die
And that she and Mama—
Then she stopped
Because it made me cry.
But she told me
I remember
Once while sitting on her knee
That the angels never weary
Watching over her and me;
And that if we’re good (and Mama
Told me just the same before)
They will let us into Heaven when
They see us at the door;
They see us at the door.
There I know I shall be happy
And will always want to stay;
I shall love to hear the singing
I shall love the endless day;
I shall love to look at Jesus
I shall love Him more and more
And I’ll gather water lilies for
The angel at the door;
The angel at the door.
There will be none but the holy—
I shall know no more of sin;
Though I’ll see Mama and Nellie
For I know He’ll let them in
But I’ll have to tell the angel
When I meet him at the door
That he must excuse my Papa
’Cause he couldn’t leave the store;
’Cause he couldn’t leave the store.
Nellie says that maybe I shall
Very soon be called away;
If Papa were only ready
I should like to go today;
But if I should go before him
To that world of light and joy
Then I guess he’d want
To come to Heav’n
To see his little boy;
To see his little boy.
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