The doll of clay.
The doll of clay.
She's a doll of clay.
She has got eyebrows.
She has got blue eyes.
Which cannot wink.
The doll of clay.
The doll of clay.
She's a doll of clay.
She has got a nose.
She has got a mouth.
Which cannot speak.
She's but a doll of clay.
She's not a living doll.
She has got no loving Papa,
no loving Mama.
The doll of clay.
The doll of clay.
She's a doll of clay.
I'll be her Papa.
I'll be her Mama.
For every loving day.
