Come out little baby
Come out of your cradle
Come out little baby
Get into the world

Cast an eye all around you
See the world all so nice
See the bushes and roses
And the light on the high

But don�t look behind things
It�s not good to see them all
Don�t look under the bushes
Where the dead ones may lie

Don�t look up on the high trees
So that you haven�t to see
The dead leaves and roses
Died from a special disease

Don�t look into the houses
Where the generals may sit
Playing war with their soldiers
Who are not out of tin

Come out little baby
There�s no need to hide
Just don�t look around you
Don�t dare an eye

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