Coll. by Randy Terry Randy Terry
For M.C. Parler Fayetteville, Ark.
January 10, 1960
Reel 338, Item 4
Babes in the Woods
Oh, do you remember, a long time ago,
When three little babes whose names I don't know Were strolling along one bright summer day And got lost in the woods, I heard people say.
And when it was night, the stars gave no light,
The sun had gone down, the moon was not bright,
They sobbed and they sighed and they bitterly cried, Poor babes in the woods, they laid there and died.
And when they were dead, the robin so red,
Gathered strawberry leaves and over them spread,
All the day long, he sang them this song,
Poor babes in the woods, poor babes in the woods.
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