Little Boy Blue Composer(s): Eugene Field - Ethelbert Woodbridge Nevin Performer(s): John McCormack and multiple other artists
The little toy dog is covered with dust But sturdy and stanch he stands And the little toy soldier is red with rust And his musket moulds in his hands
Time was when the little toy dog was new And the soldier was passing fair And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there
"Now, don't you go till I come," he said "And don't you make any noise!" So, toddling off to his trundle-bed He dreamt of the pretty toys
And, as he was dreaming, an angel song Awakened our Little Boy Blue Oh! the years are many, the years are long But the little toy friends are true
Ay, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand Each in the same old place Awaiting the touch of a little hand The smile of a little face
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through In the dust of that little chair What has become of our Little Boy Blue Since he kissed them and put them there
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