The Only Child
John Ireland * Track #2 On Mother and Child
The Only Child Lyrics
Crying, my little one, footsore and weary?
Fall asleep, pretty one, warm on my shoulder:
I must tramp on through the winter night dreary
While the snow falls on me, colder and colder
You are my one, and I have not another;
Sleep soft, my darling, my trouble and treasure;
Sleep warm and soft, in the arms of your mother
Dreaming of pretty things, dreaming of pleasure
The Only Child Q&A
Who wrote The Only Child's ?
The Only Child was written by John Ireland & Christina Rossetti.