No Telephone in Heaven

Now I can't wait on baby, the 4 smiling merchant 1 said
As he stooped and softly toyed with his (2) golden curly 5 head
I 1 want to call up mama, came the 4 answer full and 1 free
Will you telephone and ask her when she's 5 coming back to 1 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

Tell her that I get so lonesome that I don't know what to do
And papa cries so much I guess he must be lonesome too
Tell her to come to baby cause at night I get so 'fraid
With no one there to kiss me when the lights begin to fade

All through the day I want her since my dolly's got so tore
With the awful punching brother give it with his little sword
There ain't no one to fix it since mama's gone away
And poor little lonesome dolly's getting thinner every day