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The Orphan Girl 506

Tune: Arranged by Eld. Colonel Gipson Keith, 1906
Lyrics: Joseph Enoch Cornett
Meter: Particular Meter: 9,8,10,7
“No home, no home,” plead a little girl,
At the door of a princely hall,
As she trembling stood on the polished step,
And leaned on the marble wall.

“My father, alas! I never knew,”
And a tear dim'd her eyes so bright;
“My mother sleeps in a new made grave,
'Tis an orphan begs tonight.”

Her clothes were thin and her feet were bare,
But the snow had covered her head;
“O! give me a home,” she feebly said;
“A home and a bit of bread.”

The night was dark and the snow fell fast,
But the rich man closed his door,
And his proud face frowned, as he scornfully said:
“No room, no bread for the poor.”

The morning dawned, and the orphan girl
Still lay at the rich man's door;
But her soul had fled to a home above,
Where there's room and bread for the poor.
Arranged on November 1, 1905, in DeKalb County, Alabama.