• Poor Little Orphan Child

    Poor orphan child
    No proper home
    Lies in the gutter
    Lies there alone
    She weeps
    So lonley
    So cold!
    I can't survive here
    She thinks to herself
    But I have to be bold
    As the sun awakens
    The cold light of morn
    Poor orphan child
    Lies quite dead
    In the dawn