subtitled “The radio song”, 1922
words by Joseph Manuel and Harry White
music by Willy White
The sheet music:
Accompaniment:
Lyrics
- While other children listened
On the wireless telephone
One little girlie, sadly sat alone
And as a message came from far away
They heard this tearful little girlie say
Chorus
I wish there was a “Wireless” to Heaven
And I could speak to Mama every day
I would let her know, by the radio
I’m so lonesome since she went away
I wish that I could only send a message
And hear my Mama answer me and say
“Hush-a-bye my darling, dry your tears, don’t cry
Mama dear is watching baby from the sky”
I wish there was a “Wireless” to Heaven
Then Mama would not seem so far away
- As flowers nod their pretty head
When shadows start to creep
Poor little girlie rests in slumber deep
And dreams that Mama once again is there
It seems an answer to her baby prayer
Sung here by Fred Feild: