A Penny for You.

Here is a penny for you, little girl, Because the nice music came round, I stood by the window a long long time, And heard what the hand organ ground. Is it your papa who grinds out the tunes? And plays so I dance tippy toe? Tell him I think he’s a nice music man. I don’t want him ever to go. Tell him to come back to-morrow day too, I’d like him to come every day, I’ll take all the pennies from my little bank, And give them to him, if he’ll play.