[Little Boy]
Seems to me that when I was small
I wore skirts down to the there
But, I'm a boy, for now I recall
They cut off all my hair
[Tall Girl]
Tall I was for a girl, quite tall
It's an awkward feeling
Don't slouch, girl, my Papa would call
As I brushed the ceiling
[Winged Girl]
Aye, I fly three the highest trees
In the deep woods playing
Hide and seek with the dancing breeze
With the willow swaying