Just a baby's pray'r at twilight, when lights are low. Poor baby's years are filled with tears. There's a mother there at twilight who's proud to know, Her precious little tot is dad's forget-me-not. After saying "goodnight mama", she climbs upstairs, Quite unawares and says her pray'rs; "Oh! kindly tell my daddy that he must take care". That's a baby's pray'r at twilight, for her daddy, "over there".