Ladybird, ladybird fly away home,
Your house is on fire and your children are gone,
All except one, and her name is little Ann,
And she hid under the baking pan. (or ?the warming sand?)
Ladybird, ladybird fly away home,
Your house is on fire and your children are gone,
All except one, and her name is little Ann,
And she hid under the baking pan. (or ?the warming sand?)