Waiting At The Window - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
WAITING AT THE WINDOW Copyright, 1888, by Geo. M. Klenk & Co. 
O come and shake a day-day, baby, Kiss a fond good-bye to me, And I'll be thinking of you, darling, Till your sweet face again I see. For you are our dearest treasure, And your voice is full of mirth, Like a little hov'ring angel. Love, you make a heav'n of earth. 
Chorus. O come and shake a day-day, baby. Kiss a fond good-bye to me. Baby, darling, you're an angel, What would home without you be? 
There's some one waiting at the window, 'Tis some one with golden hair; Upon the pane her lingers tapping, She will be waiting for me there. Her blue eyes with merry twinkle Brighten with a childish bliss, As she runs to meet me saying: "Papa, where's my little kiss? " -Chorus.