LITTLE BOY BEG
"WHERE are you going, little Boy Beg,
With your little grey dog an' all?"
"I'm going to look for the King an' Queen,
To see will they cure me for all."
"Where will you find them, little Boy Beg,
The King an' the Queen so high?"
"I'll watch from the bank where the bluebell grows,
To see will they ever pass by."
"How will you know them, little Boy Beg,
When you've wandered many a mile?"
"I'll know the King by his golden crown,
An' the Queen by her lovely smile."
"How will they see you, little Boy Beg,
With your poor little crutch an' all?"
"I'll be houlin' my flow'rs an' makin' my bow,
An' the Queen she'll see me for all."
"What will you say to them, little Boy Beg,
When you stand at the carriage door,"
"I'll give them a flow'r, an' they'll touch my han',
An' I'll never be lame no more."
