| Mary had a little lamb, whose fleece was white as snow
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| And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go
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| It followed her most every day, and it made the people laugh
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| You’d never see it work or play, and you’d never see it at the grass
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| Oh they’ll be loving a long long time from now, but it’ll be too late for him
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| Oh they’ll be kissing and hugging and holding tight, but it’ll be too late for
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| him
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| And people tried to talk to him, but it never made no sense
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| 'Cause just as they were getting through, it’d be jumping another fence
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| It’d follow in her footsteps, and everywhere she went
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| It’d see him in there with her, but you’d never be seeing him
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| Oh they’ll be loving a long long time from now, but it’ll be too late for him
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| Yes they’ll be kissing and hugging and holding tight, but it’ll be too late for
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| him
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| Now one dark day, a big storm came and it blew Mary’s house away
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| All the walls had vanished, and there was nowhere for Mary to stay
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| She cried and cried, and looked around, but everything was gone
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| Except for that one little lamb, he was still holding on
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| Oh they’ll be loving a long long time from now, but there’ll be no-one more
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| happy than him
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| 'Cause every night, the moon shines bright, she’ll be cuddling up to him
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| They’ll be loving a long long time from now, but there’ll be no-one more happy
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| than him
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| 'Cause every night, the stars shine bright, she’ll be cuddling up to him |