Little Satchel Songtext
von Fred Cockerham

Under my bed you can set your little satchel
On my head you lay your hand
If you be my little darling
I′ll be your little man

Little girl, go ask your mama
What a man may ever be
She said, "No, come back and tell me
I will wait till you get free"


Oh, when you're free, oh, then we will get married
Think how happy then we′ll be
Then we'll go to Californy
Settle down and live at home

I wish I were a little sparrow
And I had the wings to fly
I'd fly back to the arms of my darling
Weep and moan until I die

There, you see, I′m no little sparrow
Neither have the wings to fly
So I′ll go home all broken-hearted
Weep and moan until I die