(Helen Hudgins)
Don't ever take the ribbons from your hair
Each tiny bow is tied with loving care
You're pretty as a piucture and I love each precious curle
Your mommy's little problem but your daddy's little girl.
You'll never grow too old to wear your bows
They'll always match a little turn of nose
And even when you grow to be like mommy sweet and fair
Don't ever take the ribbons from your hair.
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Don't ever take the ribbons from your hair
And never lose that precious baby's stare
You're lighter than a feather when I bounce you on my knee
You're daddy's little angel and that's what you'll always be.
Those silken strands of ribbon match your eyes
They're bluer than the blue up in the skies
Your daddy feels as wealthy as the richest millionaire
Don't ever take the ribbons from your hair...
