Wee Baby Moon

Thanks very much to Jane Hataway, who sent me this song.

Thereís a wee baby moon lying on itís back
With its little silvery toes in the air
And he is all by himself in the wide dark sky
And the funny little moon doesnít care.
Thanks to Melissa Spindler, who sent me this longer version of the song:
There's a wee baby moon lying on his back
With his little silvery toes in the air,
And he's all by himself in the deep blue sky,
But the wee baby moon doesn't care.

'Cause there's a wee baby bear lying on her back
With her little furry paws in the air,
And she's all by herself on the forest floor,
But the wee baby bear doesn't care.

Here's the most complete version I've yet seen, sent to me by Rengae, who works at a Girl Scout Camp in Michigan.

There's a wee baby moon laying on her back
With her little silvery toes in the air
And she's all by herself in the deep blue sky
But the wee baby moon doesn't care
 
There's a wee baby bear laying on his back
With his little furry paws in the air
And he's all by himself on the forest floor
But the wee baby bear doesn't care
 
There's a wee baby loon bobbing up and down
With her black satin neck in the air
And she's all by herself in the boundary waters
But the wee baby loon doesn't care

There's a wee baby moon way up in the sky
And I think she's smiling down at me
So I'll give her a laugh and she'll smile right back
And I'll ask her to come sing with me