subtitled “The radio song”, 1922 words by Joseph Manuel and Harry White music by Willy White
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I wish there was a “Wireless” to Heaven
And I could speak to Mama every day
I would let her know, by the radio
I’m so lonesome since she went away
I wish that I could only send a message
And hear my Mama answer me and say
“Hush-a-bye my darling, dry your tears, don’t cry
Mama dear is watching baby from the sky”
I wish there was a “Wireless” to Heaven
Then Mama would not seem so far away
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