When you can read, my Georgie dear,
This Book I hope you'll prize,
And then, though I should not be here,
You'll learn to love, and duly fear,
God—Father in the skies.

When you can read, my Georgie dear,
This Book I hope you'll prize,
And then, though I should not be here,
You'll learn to love, and duly fear,
God—Father in the skies.