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As I was slowly passing an orphan's home one day,
I stopped just for a moment just to watch the children play;
Alone a boy was standing and when I asked him why,
He turned with eyes that could not see and he began to cry.
I'm nobody's child... I'm nobody's child...
I'm like a flower, just growing wild...
No mama's kisses and no daddy's smiles...
Nobody wants me... I'm nobody's child...
Some people come for children and take them for their own,
But they all seem to pass me by and I am left alone;
I know they'd like to take me, but when they see I'm blind,
They'll always take another child and I am left behind.
I'm nobody's child... I'm nobody's child...
I'm like a flower, just growing wild...
No mama's kisses and no daddy's smiles...
Nobody wants me... I'm nobody's child...
No mother's arms to hold me and soothe me when I cry,
Sometimes I get so lonely here I wish that I could die;
I'd walk the streets of Heaven where all the blind can see,
And just like all the other kids there'd be a home for me.
I'm nobody's child... I'm nobody's child...
I'm like a flower, just growing wild...
No mama's kisses and no daddy's smiles...
Nobody wants me... I'm nobody's child...
An almost identical variant was collected in 1951 from Francis Dunphy of Tors Cove, NL, and published in MacEdward Leach And The Songs Of Atlantic Canada © 2004 Memorial University of Newfoundland Folklore and Language Archive (MUNFLA).
