Janice B. Cassidy
Little Child By The Sea
Da-dee da-dee dumpty, da-dee da-dee dee;
God's little child by the sea.
You'd free the one inside of me.
Your twinkling eyes my heart would view;
The one, two, three you would not do.
Old Barney was your favorite friend;
You'd laugh and dance, but cry tape's end.
Old memories taught some foods are hot;
You'd cry till loving trust said not.