Belafonte-Greene-Reynolds
Oooh ...
Where are you going, my little one, little one ?
Where are you going, my baby, my own ?
Turn around and you're two, turn around and you're four
Turn around and you're a young girl going out of the door.
Oooh ...
Where are you going, my little one, little one ?
Dresses and petticoats, where have they gone
Turn around and you're tiny, turn around and you're grown
Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own.
Turn around and you're tiny, turn around and you're grown
Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own.
Where are you going, my little one, little one ?
Where are you going, my baby, my own ?
Turn around and you're two, turn around and you're four
Turn around and you're a young girl going out of the door.
Turn around, turn around
Turn around, you're a young girl going out of the door.
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