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WILL THE ANGELS LET ME PLAY (Fred E. Gladdish / W.L. Werden) George Morgan In the yard where children Were playing games one day A little boy on crutches Was watching wistfully It seemed so hard he couldn't play Like other children do They said that he would spoil their games And was a baby too When I go to heaven momma Will the angels let me play Because I'm just a cripple Will they say I'm in the way Here the children never want me I'm a bother they all say When I go to heaven mommy Will the angels let me play Now this little fellows heart was breaking in two Just because the rest of the kids Wouldn't let him play And as he hobbled to his mom on his crutches With his eyes full of tears She heard her little cripple boy say Gosh mommy I'm so awfully tired And then he bowed his little head Won't you rock me just a little bit mom Before I have to go to bed And gee how I wish daddy would come home Before I go to sleep Will you tell him how I waited and waited For so long mom For his kiss on my little cheek And then that night When all was still and silent A band of angels came that way And they took this little fellow up to heaven Where he'll never never have to say Mom when I go up to heaven Won't the angels let me play Or maybe because I'm just a kid on crutches They'll say I'm in the way You know Mom here the rest kids never want me I'm a bother they all say So when I go up to heaven mom Don't you think that maybe Just maybe The angels will let me play When I go to heaven momma Will the angels let me play (Transcribed by Cookie - August 2005)

    


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