Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep
And doesn’t know where to find them;
Leave them alone,
And they’ll come home,
Wagging their tails behind them.
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke she found it a joke,
for still they all were fleeting.
Then up she took her little crook,
Determined for to find them.
She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For they’d left all their tails behind ’em!
It happened one day, as Bo-Peep did stray
Unto a meadow hard by—
There she espied their tails, side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.
She heaved a sigh and wiped her eye,
And over the hillocks she raced;
And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,
That each tail should be properly placed.