Words and Music by Otto P. Ikeler Rohrsburg, Columbia Co., Pennsylvania: Published by the Author, 1901. A little girl with golden curl Once climbed her papa's knee, And begged him for a story Just to pass the time you see About a play written they say by Mrs. H. B. Stowe, Of slavery days, in other ways, Uncle Tom's Cabin show. "Pray, tell me, papa, did you meet That charming little miss With eyes of blue, and heart so true And hair too sweet to kiss?" "Yes, yes, my child," he said, "I've met That charming little queen Who talks about a home above Ever her golden dream." REFRAIN. Singing in the angel choir In heaven's city so fair All the lovely saints were there Knowing no sorrow or care. Uncle Tom he came, she told This seemed her principal theme And angels played on harps of gold This was sweet Eva's dream. At last she said, "Papa, I wish that I could see that show, And talk with Little Eva And with Uncle Tom you know I'd have so many things to say About the home above, The same as did poor Uncle Tom, One whom sweet Eva loved. Pray, tell me, papa, is it true That Little Eva died, And left so many loving friends Thus weeping by her side?" "No, no, my child, it is not true Although it seems much so 'Tis just the play that runs that way Uncle Tom's Cabin show." |
PERFORMED BY SOLO VOCAL: Amanda Balestrieri PIANO: Michael Slon Charlottesville, Virginia ©2007 Michael Slon All rights reserved. Audio encoding at the Digital Media Lab, Clemons Library, University of Virginia ![]() Courtesy John Sullivan |