There! little girl; don't cry! 
They have broken your doll, I know; 
And your tea-set blue, 
And your play-house, too, 
Are things of the long ago; 
But childish troubles will soon pass by. -- 
There! little girl; don't cry! 

There! little girl; don't cry! 
They have broken your slate, I know; 
And the glad, wild ways 
Of your schoolgirl days 
Are things of the long ago; 
But life and love will soon come by. -- 
There! little girl; don't cry! 

There! little girl; don't cry! 
They have broken your heart I know; 
And the rainbow gleams 
Of your youthful dreams 
Are things of the long ago; 
But Heaven holds all for which you sigh. -- 
There! little girl; don't cry!