Lost Little Children

Oh where are my mama and daddy
They came a long time before me
And now we’ve come on the steamship Atlantic
From our home far across the stormy sea.

I have a letter in my pocket
They said we would meet on the pier
But the day it is now almost over
And the darkness and cold soon draw near.

Chorus:
Will they know their lost little children
As they look for my face in the crowd
It’s been so long since they’ve seen me
And I wonder if they’ll know me now.

We gave them our four pounds and twenty
One last look at that green rocky shore
And they told us the New World has plenty
That we’d never see Sligo anymore.

Chorus

Hold to my hand, little brother
Be brave and please try not to cry
For we have a good father and mother
And soon we’ll be safe by their side.

Chorus

(Tim O'Brien, The Crossing, Alula Recoreds ALU-1014)