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This lit-tle Lamb was brought to Nell

The day its old ewe mo-ther died,

And, now it knows and loves her well,

It will not go from Nel-ly's side.

A-long the hall, and up the stair,

You hear its lit-tle pat-ter-ing toes:

Her Pet will fol-low every-where

A-bout the house, where Nel-ly goes.