L ITTLE Indian, Sioux or Crow,

Little frosty Eskimo,

Little Turk or Japanee,

O! dont you wish that you were me?

You have seen the scarlet trees 5

And the lions over seas;

You have eaten ostrich eggs,

And turned the turtles off their legs.

Such a life is very fine,

But its not so nice as mine: 10

You must often, as you trod,

Have wearied, not to be abroad.

You have curious things to eat,

I am fed on proper meat;

You must dwell beyond the foam, 15

But I am safe and live at home.

Little Indian, Sioux or Crow,

Little frosty Eskimo,

Little Turk or Japanee,