Little lamb, who made you?
Don't you know how made you?
Gave you life, and bid you feed,
By steam and other mead
Gave you clothing of delight
Softest clothing, wooly, bright;
Gave you such a tender voice
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little lamb i'll tell you
Little lamb i'll tell you
He is called by the name
For he calls him self a lamb
He is meek and he is mild
He became a little child
I'm a child
I'm a child and you're a lamb
We're called by his name
Little lamb got bless you