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Little Miss Brag has much to say	A
To the rich little lady from over the way	A
And the rich little lady puts out a lip	B
As she looks at her own white dainty slip	B
And wishes that she could wear a gown	C
As pretty as gingham of faded brown	C
For little Miss Brag she lays much stress	D
On the privileges of a gingham dress	D
Aha	E
Oho	E
	-
The rich little lady from over the way	A
Has beautiful dolls in vast array	A
Yet she envies the raggedy home made doll	F
She hears our little Miss Brag extol	G
For the raggedy doll can fear no hurt	H
From wet or heat or tumble or dirt	H
Her nose is inked and her mouth is too	I
And one eye's black and the other's blue	I
Aha	E
Oho	E
	-
The rich little lady goes out to ride	J
With footmen standing up outside	J
Yet wishes that sometimes after dark	K
Her father would trundle her in the park	K
That sometimes her mother would sing the things	L
Little Miss Brag says her mother sings	L
When through the attic window streams	M
The moonlight full of golden dreams	M
Aha	E
Oho	E
	-
Yes little Miss Brag has much to say	A
To the rich little lady from over the way	A
And yet who knows but from her heart	N
Often the bitter sighs upstart	N
Uprise to lose their burn and sting	O
In the grace of the tongue that loves to sing	O
Praise of the treasures all its own	P
So I've come to love that treble tone	P
Aha	E
Oho	E

Eugene Field

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