What a friend, what a pal, only now I can see,
How you dreamed and you planned all for me,
I never knew what a mother goes through,
There's nothing that you didn't do.
Pal of my cradle days, I've needed you always.
Since I was a baby upon your knee,
You sacrificed everything for me.
I stole the gold from your hair.
I put the silver threads there,
I don't know any way I could ever repay,
Pal of my cradle days.
Greatest friend, dearest pal,
It was me who caused you
Every sorrow and heartache you knew,
Your face so fair is wrinkled with care,
I placed every line that is there
PAL OF MY CRADLE DAYS (1919)
Recorded by: Rose Marie; Ann Breen; Jimmy Rosselli