Little Bessie

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Roscoe Holcomb - Country, Folk

Little Bessie

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Hug me closer, closer Mother Put your arms around me tight For I am cold and tired, dear mother And I feel so strong tonight Something hurts me here, dear mother Like a stone upon my breast Oh I wonder, wonder mother Why it is I cannot rest All the day, while you were working As I lay upon my bed I was trying to be patient And to think of what you'd said How there came our blessed Jesus Of his lambs to watch and keep So I wish he would come and take me In his arms that I might sleep Just before the lamps were lighted Just before the children came While the room was very quiet I heard someone call my name All at once the window opened On a field of lambs and sheep Some were at the brook a-drinking Some was lying fast asleep In a moment I was looking On a world so bright and fair Which was filled with little children And they seemed so happy there They were singing on, so sweetly Sweetest songs I ever heard They were singing sweeter, Mother Than our little yellow bird But I could not see my Savior Though I strained my eyes to see Then I wondered if he saw me Would he speak to such as me All at once the window opened On so bright upon me smiled Then I knew it must be Jesus When he says come here my child Come up here my little Bessie Come up here and live with me Where little children never suffer Suffer through eternity

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Producers
  • John Cohen