When I Was A Child Of Three - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
When I Was a Child of Three. Copyright, 1890, by T. B. Harms & Co. Words by J. Cheever Goodwin. Music by Woolson Morse. 
When I was a child of three, Heigho, long ago; Some one gave a doll to me, Rosy cheeks she had, and eyes Blue as are the summer skies., Though she answered not a word, Yet I fancied that she heard All the childish hopes and fears That I whispered in her ears; Whispered all in secrecy. When I was a child of three. Heigho, long ago, long, long ago, Long, long ago, long, long ago, long ago. 
Even when I older grew, Heigho, long ago; To my doll I still was true; Other toys aside were thrown. Still my heart was all her own; All my griefs to her were told. Childhood's sorrows manifold. Time had all her roses culled, And the blue eyes sadly dulled; She was fair to none but me, Still at heart a child of three. Heigho, long ago, long, long ago. Long, long ago, long, long ago, long ago. 
Childhood's days are vanished quite, Heigho, long ago; Older toys my love invite, Grown up dolls of flesh and bone, I by dozens count my own. Some are pretty, some are wise, Koine I very dearly prize. But at times my memory strays To those far-off yesterdays; And I'd give them all to be Once again that child of three. Heigho, long ago, long, long ago, Long, long ago, long, long ago, long ago