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.' T HE MA y OR "Back In My Cradae Days" (r. · " A Little Boy went to the Mayors office barefooted and blue He said with tears Mayor, We are hungry, God sent me to you. 1· I ·' '• ~ ~~ · __, ,,., ~ 1 r7 / //,/ ~ ,, It ,;,;;//./2' Chorus , , ,, r; ~ ..-J,1 We don't have any money, .,..,.:;...:;,:;,~, . ,. ·_,_. '., ,::P y' , ,[, I J ' T o b uy us any b read . "'fl' ~"' •,.; ·'.r-" .,-. ·', All I hav~ to sell you c:~· ..,, ~ ,,5'.A.·(//;,.J Is my little cradle bed. J ~t, : .;;.,;;:,,:.i_/ '9.;t". "143.215.248.555:~./~ Mother just ha~ enough to Buy her a pan· of shorts today. • ·'{-.~~ i I! · I wish she would wear a ·',_;7, ,,;',. dress like she used to when she did pray. Yes, s.1.e used to shout and Go to church with us too. Keep your little cradle bed I wont take it from you. Thank you kindly Mayor May God Bless you. He calls the Mayor the next day Mother is shouting like she used to She played over the organ Softly God will take care of you. By Evangelist Chloe B. Mullenax 668 Allyn St. JE 5-8851 Akron, Ohio Blessed Is The Woman Whose Exa~ ple Is Virturnis Both In Sid~ And Out ��