All, All a-Lonely

Three little children sitting on the sand,
All, all a-lonely,
Three little children sitting on the sand,
All, all a-lonely,
Down in the green wood shady--
There came an old woman, said, Come on with me,
All, all a-lonely.
There came an old woman, said, Come on with me,
All, all a-lonely,
Down in the green wood shady--
She stuck her pen-knife through their heart,
All, all a-lonely,
She stuck her pen-knife through their heart,
All, all a-lonely,
Down in the green wood shady.
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