A little cock-sparrow sat on a tree,
looking as happy as happy could be,
till a boy came by, with his bow and arrow,
says he: “I will shoot the little cock-sparrow.
His body will make me a nice little stew
and his giblets will make me a little pie, too”.
Says the little cock-sparrow: “I’ll be shoot if I stay!”.
So he clapped his wings and he flew away.