A sturdy little donkey,
All dressed in sober gray,
Once took it in his long-eared head
That he would run away.
So, when a little open
He saw the stable door,
He ran as if he never would
Come back there any more.
Away that donkey galloped
And ran and ran and ran
And ran and ran and ran and ran
And RAN and RAN and RAN!
Behind him ran the children,
The groom and coachman, too;
