Here's how I remember it: In a yard where little children Were playing games one day A little lad on crutches Was watching wistfully It seemed so hard he could not play As the other children do They said that he would spoil their games And he was a baby, too. (Chorus) When I go to heaven mama Will the angels let me play? Because I am a cripple Will they say I'm in the way? Here the children never want me I'm a bother they all say When I go to heaven mama Will the angels let me play? I wish that daddy would come home Before I go to sleep Just tell him how I waited For his kisses on my cheek That night while all was silent The angels came that way And took him up to heaven Where he won't have to say Chorus And when he got to heaven The angels let him play They gave him golden slippers And he wasn't in the way And when his mama got there He had these words to say When I got to heaven mama The angels let me play Chorus I remember hearing this song as recorded by my aunt's family from Virginia back in the 70's. Now I'm singing it to my daughter as I rock her before bed. She's healthy, but just want to teach her about God's healing power when we go to heaven.
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