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234 AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
Then they sobbed and they sighed and sadly they cried, And the poor little things at last lay down and died.
Two robins so red when they saw them lie dead Brought beech and oak leaves and over them spread; And all day long the branches among They sang to them softly and this was their song:
Poor little babes in the woods, Poor little babes in the woods, 0 who will come and find, Poor little babes in the woods!
IN GOOD OLD COLONY TIMES
In good old colony times, where we lived under the King, ^
Three roguish chaps fell into mishapsi Because they could not sing.
Three roguish chaps fell into mishaps Because they could not sing.
The first he was a miller, and the second he was a weaver,
And the third he was a little tailor, Three roguish chaps together,
And the third he was a little tailor, Three roguish chaps together.