Little Black Me 1899

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 18 July 2010
2010

Within a Sunday school
a little child, one day,
Was list'ning to the teacher
tell a story.
She told about the angels
and she heard her say
If little girls were good
as they should be
That some day they might all of them
be angels fair;
Like those above
that sang sweet songs of glory.
But when that night, at mother's knee,
she said her prayer,
There came a sob; she sadly said:
"They're not all black like me."

Mama are there any angels black like me?
I've been as good as any little girl could be.
If I hide my face do you think they would see?
I wonder if they'll find a place
for Little Black Me?

And then the mother put
the little child in bed;
She brushed away the tears
while she was sleeping;
And in the night the angels
gathered o'er her head;
Within their midst
her child she seemed to see.
And when the morning came
the child had passed away,
And while the mother
by her side was weeping,
She thought her darling smiled;
she seemed to hear her say:
"I'm with the angels mama now;
They've found a place for me."

Mama are there any angels black like me?
I've been as good as any little girl could be.
If I hide my face do you think they would see?
I wonder if they'll find a place
for Little Black Me?

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
*
Little Black Me 1899
by Thurland Chattaway
© MDCCCXCIX by Howley, Haviland & Co.
*
sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Sunday 18 July 2010 at 10.52
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
*