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The Babes in the Wood

 

My dear do you know,

How a long time ago,

Two poor little children,

Whose names I don't know,

Were stolen away

On a fine summers day,

And left in a wood,

As I've heard people say,

Poor babes in the wood! poor babes in the wood!

Oh! don't you remember the babes in the wood?

 

And when it was night,

So sad was their plight,

The sun it went down,

And the moon gave no light!

They sobbed and they sighed,

And they bitterly cried,

And the poor little things,

They lay down and died.

Poor babes in the wood! poor babes in the wood!

Oh! don't you remember the babes in the wood?

 

And when they were dead,

The robins so red,

Brought strawberry leaves,

And over them spread;

And all the day long,

The branches among,

They mournfully whistled,

And this was their song;

Poor babes in the wood! poor babes in the wood!

Oh! don't you remember the babes in the wood?