The Lost Doll- Julie

I once had a doll

dears, prettiest doll in

the world.

Her cheeks were

so red and white, dears

and her hairs was so

charminly curled.

But I lost my little doll dears,

As I played on the hay one day,

And I cried a lot more than a day for 

her dears,

But I never could find were she lay.

I found my little doll dears,

As I played on the hay one day,

Folks say she has terribly changed dears,

Her paint is all washed away, and her

arms folded off by the cows dears,

And her hair not the least bit curled,

She is still dears,

The prettiest doll in the world.