Oh, Where Are All The Good Little Girls
by Mary Mapes Dodge
Oh, where are all the good little girls, --
Where are they all to-day?
And where are all the good little boys?
Tell me, somebody, pray.
Safe in their fathers' and mothers' hearts
The girls are stowed away;
And where the girls are, look for the boys, --
Or so I've heard folk say.
Source:Rhymes And Jingles
Scribner, Armstrong, And Company