Trudging to Eden, looking backward
Trudging to Eden, looking backward,
I met Somebody’s little Boy
Asked him his name He lisped me “Trotwood”
Lady, did He belong to thee?
Would it comfort to know I met him
And that He didn’t look afraid?
I couldn’t weep for so many smiling
New Acquaintance this Baby made
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