| Julia had a little bird, With feathers bright and yellow; And slender legs: upon my word, He was a pretty fellow. |
| Oh! stay you cruel gipsey! Nor steal this darling boy, From his distracted parents, He is their only joy. |
| Oft Ellen would go to a very deep well, To look at the water below; How naughty! to go to a dangerous well, When her mother forbade her to go. |
| Oh! pray forbear you cruel man! To beat poor donkey so; I'll give you this sweet pretty fan, If you will let him go. |
