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Down in the valley, deep, deep, deep,

Where little sunbeams wink and peep,

Under the grasses hiding low —

There’s where the dear little violets grow.

Out in the meadow, bright, bright, bright,

Close by the clovers red and white —

With heart of gold and a fringe of snow,

There’s where the dear little daisies grow.

Up in the older tree, tree, tree,

Peep, and a tiny nest you’ll see,

Swung by the breezes to and fro —

There’s where the dear little birdlings grow.

Up in the nursery, neat, neat, neat,

Hear the patter of wee, wee feet —

Hear little voices chirp and crow —

There’s where the dear little babies grow!