Oh, who has seen little Boy Blue?
And what has become of his horn?
The cows have gone wandering
Into the field
And are eating up all of the corn.
We’ve searched all the haystacks around,
And found nothing there but some sheep;
(The same ones, no doubt,
That a long time ago
Ran away from poor Little Bo Peep.)
They lifted their heads as we passed,
They bleated and baa’d at us, too;
But they would not inform us,
(Though so nicely we asked)
Where to look for our little Boy Blue.
Please search for Boy Blue everywhere;
‘Cause unless we can find him today,
The cows will eat all of the
Corn in the field,
Before they are driven away.
