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.
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 will let us into Heaven when
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;
And I’ll gather water lilies for
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;
That he must excuse my Papa
’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;
Then I guess he’d want
To come to Heav’n
To see his little boy.