Eddy Arnold - Little angel with a dirty face

^G7When your ^Cmother ^G7went a^Cway on the ^Fday that you were ^Cborn Little ^G7angel life seemed all in ^Cvain

^G7Then I ^Cheard your ^G7lonesome ^Ccry knew that ^Fhope just couldn't ^Cdie She was ^G7my loss but you were my ^Cgain

^C7Little ^Fangel with the dirty ^Cface God called ^G7mother sent you in her ^Cplace

^G7You brought ^Cheaven ^G7with your ^Csmile ^C7And you ^Fmade my life worth^Cwhile

Little ^G7angel with the dirty ^Cface

^G7Though you're ^Conly ^G7two years ^Cold you're worth ^Fmore to me than ^Cgold You brought ^G7sunshine turned my night to ^Cday

^G7And from ^Csomewhere ^G7up a^Cbove mother ^Fsends to you her ^Clove Watches ^G7o'er you while you run and ^Cplay

^C7Little ^Fangel with the dirty ^Cface God called ^G7mother sent you in her ^Cplace

^G7You brought ^Cheaven ^G7with your ^Csmile ^C7And you ^Fmade my life worth^Cwhile

Little ^G7angel with the dirty ^Cface