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Croodlin' Doo
by Eugene Field (1850-1895)

Ho, pretty bee, did you see my croodlin' doo?
      Ho, little lamb, is she junkin' on the lea?
      Ho, bonnie fairy, bring my dearie back to me---
Got a lump o' sugar an' a posie for you,
Only bring me back my wee, wee croodlin' doo!

Why! here you are, my little croodlin' doo!
      Looked in er cradle, but did n't find you there---
      Looked f'r my wee, wee croodlin' doo ever'where;
Be'n kind lonesome all er day withouten you---
Where you be'n, my teeny, wee, wee croodlin' doo?

Now you go balow, my little croodlin' doo;
      Now you go rockaby ever so far,---
      Rockaby, rockaby up to the star
That 's winkin' an' blinkin' an' singin' to you,
As you go balow, my wee, wee croodlin' doo!

 

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