Melody -
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Lady bird, lady bird, fly away home, Your house is on fire, your children all gone; All but one, and her name is Ann, And she crept under the pudding pan. |
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Lady-bird! Lady-bird! fly away home; The field mouse is gone to her nest. The daisies have shut up their sleepy red eyes, And the bees and the birds are at rest. Lady-bird! Lady-bird! fly away home; The glow-worm is lighting her lamp. The dew's falling fast, and your fine speckled wings Will flag with the close-clinging damp. Lady-bird! Lady-bird! fly away home; The fairy bells tinkle afar; Make haste, or they'll catch you and harness you fast With a cobweb to Oberon's* car. |