Sixpence

LONDON – 1840 May I please ask you, Sir, can you spare a little change? Perhaps you have a sixpence that you don't need. Please don't judge me too harshly, Please don't think that it's strange, That I am only seventeen, and have a baby to feed. But it seems to me, Sir, that you're a decent man, Who always tries to see the very best in everyone. Believe me I'm a good girl, who fell on difficult times, I can tell you honestly, that I have committed no crimes. And so I ask you once again, to spare a little small change, And maybe you'll remember me when you go back to your grange, And know the silver sixpence, that you have placed in my hand, Will help to feed my baby, who one day will understand, That just a little kindness, can go a long, long way, And he will remember the sixpence, that helped to save the day. The precious silver sixpence, that surely saved the day.