The Golden Stairs

The Golden Stairs
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Put away those little dresses
That our darling used to wear;
She will need them on her never,
She has climbed the golden stairs
She is with the happy angels,
And I long for her sweet kiss,
Where her little feet are waiting
Close beside the golden stairs

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Angels, whisper that our darling
Is in land of love so fair,
Where her little feet are waiting
Close beside the golden stairs

Put away those little trennes
Cut from her bright golden hair;
Do the angels kiss our darling
In the realm so bright and fair?
Oh, we pray to meet our darling,
For a long, long sweet embrace,
Where her Uttie feet are waiting
Close beside the golden stairs
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Put away those little playthings,
Wet with mother’s pearly tears:
Oh, how we shall miss little Nellie
All the coming weary years!
Fold those dainty little dresses
That she never more will wear
For her little feet are waiting
Close beside the golden stairs
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