BABES IN THE WOOD
Sung by: Mrs. Lon Jones
Recorded in Mountain Home, AR, 7/17/52
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Two poor little children whose names I don't know,
Were stolen away on a bright summer's day,
And left in the woods, so I've heard people say?
And when it was night, how sad was their plight;
The sun, it went down, and the moon gave no light.
They sobbed, and they sighed, and they bitterly cried,
Then the poor little things, they lay down and died.
And when it was night, the robin so red
Brought strawberry leaves and over them spread,
And all the night long they sang them this song:
"Poor babes in the wood, poor babes in the wood."
Also found in Randolph, Vol. I, #92; Brown, Vol. II, #147.