Golden River - Paul Robeson

When your mother went away

On the day that you were born

Little angel, life seemed all in vain

Then I heard your lonesome cry

Knew that hope just couldn’t die

She was my loss but you were my gain

Little angel with the dirty face

God called mother, sent you in her place

You brought heaven with your smile

And you made my life worthwhile

Little angel with the dirty face

Though you’re only two years old

You’re worth more to me than gold

You brought sunshine, turned my night to day

And from somewhere up above

Mother sends to you her love

Watches o’er you while you run and play

Little angel with the dirty face

God called mother, sent you in her place

You brought heaven with your smile

And you made my life worthwhile

Little angel with the dirty face…