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Come, little girl, follow my cart.
Song
1. Come, little girl, follow my cart, ; I'll pick you up somewhere on the street. ; I won't go because many people will see me, ; They'll tell my sweet mother. ; ; 2. Come, little girl, because no one will see me, ; I'll cover you with my undershirt. ; If I cover you, it'll be a mess, my hair, my clothes, ; I'll go home, my mother will beat me.