FOLLOW ME.
Children go
To and fro,
In a merry, pretty row,
Footsteps light,
Faces bright;
’Tis a happy sight.
Swiftly turning round and round,
Never look upon the ground;
Follow me,
Children go
To and fro,
In a merry, pretty row,
Footsteps light,
Faces bright;
’Tis a happy sight.
Swiftly turning round and round,
Never look upon the ground;
Follow me,