Father,
father,
where
are
you
going
O
do
not
walk
so
fast.
Speak
father,
speak
to
your
little
boy
Or
else
I
shall
be
lost,
The
night
was
dark
no
father
was
there
The
child
was
wet
with
dew.
The
mire
was
deep,
&
the
child
did
weep
And
away
the
vapour
flew.
