If I'm a little darling, why don't they run with me?
There's wind on the river and wind on the hill....
There's a dark dead water-wheel under the mill!
I saw a fly which had just been drowned—
And I know where a rabbit goes into the ground!
But every one says, "Run along!"
(Run along, run along!)
All of them say "Yes, dear," and never notice me.
Every one says, "Run along,
There's a little darling!"