Sung by Mrs. Della Kerr
DeValls Bluff, Ark.
Nov. 13, 1953
Papa I'm so sad and lonely, sobbed a tearful little child,
Since dear Mama's gone to heaven, Papa darling, you've not smiled,
I'must speak to her and tell her that we want her to come tack home,
Just you listen and I'll call her, through the telephone.
Hello Central, give me heaven,
For my mama's there,
You will find her with the angels,
On the golden stair,
She'll be glad it's me who's speaking,
Call her won't you please,
For I want to surely tell her,
We're so lonely here.
When the girl received the message, o'er the telephone,
How her heart thrilled in that moment, as the wires seemed to moan,
I'll answer just to please her, Yes dear heart, I'll soon be home,
Kiss me mama, kiss your darling, through the telephone.
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