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An old man was sitting at his table one day |
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Writing a letter to pass time away |
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His little granddaughter climbed up on his knee |
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Saying won't you please write a letter for me |
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Oh what must I say in this letter I pray |
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Tell mommy I miss her since she went away |
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I coming to see her real soon I hope |
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He choked back a big lump that rose in his throat |
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He sealed it and wrote on that big envelope |
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To God up in heaven you'll get it I hope |
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He stamped it and handed it to her to mail |
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Her big eyes were shining her little face pale |
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She was crossing the street to the box o'er the way |
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And when she stepped out never looked either way |
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A big auto hit her and sped away fast |
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The little girls prayers had been answered at last |
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The postman was passing and picked up the note |
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Addressed to the Master and these words he spoke |
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Straight up into heaven this letter did go |
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She's happy up there with her mommy I know |
