a 1918 popular song
words by M. K. Jerome
music by Sam M. Lewis and Joe Young
The sheet music:
Accompaniment track:
Lyrics
1. I’ve heard the pray’rs of mothers
Some of them old and gray
I’ve heard the pray’rs of others
For those who went away
Oft times a pray’r will teach one
The meaning of goodbye
I felt the pain of each one
But this one made me cry
Chorus
Just a baby’s pray’r at twilight when the lights are low
Poor baby’s years are filled with tears
There’s a mother there at twilight who’s proud to know
Her precious little tot, is dad’s forget-me-not
After saying “goodnight mama,” she climbs upstairs
Quite unawares, and says her pray’rs
“Oh! kindly tell my daddy that he must take care”
That’s a baby’s pray’r at twilight
For her daddy “over there”
2. The gold that some folks pray for
Brings nothing but regrets
Some day this gold won’t pay for
Their many lifelong debts
Some pray’rs may be neglected
Beyond the Golden Gates
But when they’re all collected
Here’s one that never waits
Sung here by Fred Feild: