MOMMY, CAN I TAKE MY DOLL TO HEAVEN?

Recorded by Roy Rogers



Though she was just a child of three
She loved her little ragged doll with all her might
And as they lifted her from underneath the car that struck her down
Her broken hands still held her dolly tight

They carried her up to her bed
And as she laid there with her dolly by her side
Although she couldn't understand the words the doctor told her mom
She must have guessed their meaning, for she cried

Mommy, can I take my doll to heaven with me?
Mommy, can I take my doll to heaven with me?
Will the angels think it wrong, if I bring my doll along?
Mommy, can I take my doll to heaven with me?

She's sleeping now beneath the hill
Her little doll is with her, too, that was her choice,
And when the nights are dark and lonely, to a weepin' mothers' ears
There comes the echo of a childish voice

Mommy, can I take my doll to heaven with me?
Mommy, can I take my doll to heaven with me?
Will the angels think it wrong, if I bring my doll along?
Mommy, can I take my doll to heaven with me?


(Transcribed by Bev Smosny, Cleveland, Ohio - October 2012)