Lyrics:
Ladybird, ladybird,
Fly away home.
Your house is on fire,
And your children all gone.
All except one,
And that’s little Ann,
She has crept under,
The warming pan.
Ladybird, ladybird,
Fly away home.
Your house is on fire,
And your children all gone.
All except one,
And that’s little Ann,
She has crept under,
The warming pan.