Cat. #1480 (MFH #990) - As sung by Ann Albin, Anchorage, Kentucky on September 21, 1972
VERSE 1
Long ago, long ago, as th story goes
Little maids never played with th naughty beau
But there was one called Little Bo-Peep
Beloved by Little Boy Blue
And they sat in th meadow an' watched th sheep
For they had nothing else to do
See th sheep in th meadow, says she
An' th cows in th corn, says he
An' this is th song they sang
Tra-la-loo, tra-la-loo
O Where, O where are my sheep
Tra-la-loo, tra-la-loo
O Where, O where are my sheep
VERSE 2
Long ago, long ago, so th wise declare
Angry dames on their brooms rode thru the air
And who should come but a flying ole witch
An, how-do-you-do, says she
I think you'd better go home, my dears
So, come along with me
An' she laughed an' she chuckled ho-ho
As she carried them off, he-he
An' up in the air they sang
Tra-la-loo, la-la-loo
O where, O where are my sheep
Tra-la-loo, la-la-loo
O Where, O where are my sheep