Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke,
she found it a joke,
For they were still a-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 their tails behind them.
It happened one day,
as Bo-peep did strayInto 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 went rambling,
And tried what she could,
as a shepherdess should,
To tack each again to its lambkin
