Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep
And can't tell where to find them
Leave them alone and they'll come home
Wagging their tails behind them

Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep
Dreaming the sheep were returning
She opened her eyes and to her surprise
They still weren't back in the morning

Then up she took her little wood crook
Ready and willing to find them
Going through the towns, asking around
And thеn to the fields behind thеm

Walking through hills through rain and windchill
Nothing could stop her from searching
Then suddenly, she stopped and stood still
Is that the sheep she's hearing?

She ran through the trees, our Little Bo Peep
'Til she saw patches of white wool
And sighed with relief, there was her sheep
And now with joy her heart is full