
No Telephone in Heaven The Carter Family
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[Verse 1]
Now I can't wait on baby the smiling merchant said
As stooped and softly toyed with his golden curly head
I want to call up mamma came the answer full and free
Will you telephone and ask her when she's coming back to me
[Chorus]
My child the merchant murmured as he stroked the anxious brow
No telephone connection where your mother lives at now
No telephone in heaven and a tear sprang in her eyes
I thought God had everything with him up in the sky
[Verse 2]
Tell her that I get so lonesome that I don't know what to do
And pappa cries so much I guess he must be lonesome too
Tell her to come to baby cause at night I get so afraid
With no one there to kiss me when the lights begin to fade
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
All through the day I want her since my dolly's got so sore
With the awful punching brother give it with his little sword
There ain't no one to fix it since mamma's gone away
And poor little lonesome dolly's getting thinner every day
Now I can't wait on baby the smiling merchant said
As stooped and softly toyed with his golden curly head
I want to call up mamma came the answer full and free
Will you telephone and ask her when she's coming back to me
[Chorus]
My child the merchant murmured as he stroked the anxious brow
No telephone connection where your mother lives at now
No telephone in heaven and a tear sprang in her eyes
I thought God had everything with him up in the sky
[Verse 2]
Tell her that I get so lonesome that I don't know what to do
And pappa cries so much I guess he must be lonesome too
Tell her to come to baby cause at night I get so afraid
With no one there to kiss me when the lights begin to fade
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
All through the day I want her since my dolly's got so sore
With the awful punching brother give it with his little sword
There ain't no one to fix it since mamma's gone away
And poor little lonesome dolly's getting thinner every day
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