The sun it went down,
And the moon gave no light!
They sobbed, and they sighed
And they bitterly cried,
And the poor little things,
They lay down and died.
And when they were dead,
The Robins so red
Brought strawberry leaves,
And over them spread;
The sun it went down,
And the moon gave no light!
They sobbed, and they sighed
And they bitterly cried,
And the poor little things,
They lay down and died.
And when they were dead,
The Robins so red
Brought strawberry leaves,
And over them spread;