Skylark! Skylark!

Music Hall Memories No. 19

"Skylark" said a dear little boy.
Pray, where do you go when you fly so high?
Skylark, say, it is true
That you sing to the angels in the sky?
If so, my Mother's an angel up there.
And we do miss her so, you see
So would you please, the next time you go up,
Take this message from Dad and me".

Skylark! Skylark! winging your flight so high,
Skylark! Skylark! when you get up in the sky,
If among the angels Mother you should see,
Ask her if she will come down again
To poor dear Daddy and me.

Skylark!  'Twas a message of love
Pathetic enough for an angel's tear
Skylark trilled it in song
And it reached to the angel-mother's ear
God must have heard for that night in his sleep
The boy smiled and said "Mother Dear
I knew you'd come to your own little boy
If my message you got to hear."

"Skylark!" said a desolate man
Your message has robbed me of my dear boy.
Skylark, death's angel came
And took up to Heaven my pride and joy.
Don't sing today for each beautiful note
Seems to bring back the days gone by.
The wife I adored, and the darling who gave you
That message to sing on high."