Some One's Little Girl - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
SOME ONE'S LITTLE GIRL. Copyright, 1895, by T. D. Harms & Co. Words by George Cooper. Music by Charles E. Pratt 
Within a police station a little maiden stood; She said, "I found this baby, policeman, kind and good; Two boys it was who left it, and then they ran away; I'm sure its Ma will want it, And will miss it so to-day. 
Chorus. "Please to find its mamma-see, 'tis dressed so fine; Rings upon its fingers, and curls that golden shine; On, do excuse my crying, I'm all in a whirl; I know it wants its mamma, for it's someone's little girl." 
"It only can say Mamma, and 'Yes' and 'No,' that's all! Oh, see! it looks so weary-it is so weak and small; The boys ran off so quickly, And I ran after, too; The people thought that they were playing 'tag,' as boys will do." - Cho. 
"How can we find it's mamma?" the sergeant, smiling, said, As tenderly he putted the darling's golden head; The little maiden wisely said, with a voice so mild, "Go ask in school if boys there found to-day a poor lost child." - Chorus.