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Janey is taking Gertrude to walk, / Round her the butterflies hover, / Leaves clap their hands when she comes their way, / The faint blowing breezes love her.
Dear little Gertrude, so happy she, / Oh, what should we do without her, / The soft blue sky is over her head, / Blossoms are blooming about her.
Glad little face, and wondering eyes, / Baby, there's so much before you. / Even the roses look as if they / Said, "Don't you know we adore you."
You are a rosebud, you baby sweet, / No wonder the roses love you, / No wonder the birdies fly so near, / To sing in the trees above you.
The birds, the breezes, the butterflies, / Roses, and violets blue, dear, / They all were made for the babies wee, / And so they belong to you, dear.