I’ve lost something I had a while ago,

A precious thing I want you all to know;

I’m looking for a little girl,

Her eyes shine brighter than two pearls,

Her hair is all unruly curls;

Has anybody seen my little Sarah?

 

She’s 5 or 6, (or is it 9 or 10?)

She’s mostly shy but can be noisy when

She’s shouting at her sister Sam

For playing with her dolly’s pram;

She’s not always a little lamb;

Has anybody seen my little Sarah?

 

She looks an angel in her uniform

(I’ve got a picture taken on my lawn)

They both attend the village school

I’ve seen her desk, sat on her stool;

This little kid is no-one’s fool;

Has anybody seen my little Sarah?

 

I’ve photos of her riding on her bike

And wearing walking boots while on a hike;

Of caravanning holidays

In France when she and Sam would play

At swimming in the pool all day;

Has anybody seen my little Sarah?

 

She has this little silly nervous cough

But plays piano like Rachmaninov

At concerts it is no surprise

To find I've tears in my eyes

She played a faultless “Three Blind Mice”

Has anybody seen my little Sarah?

 

I’d sing her silly songs at bedtime and

To cross the road she’d hold her daddy’s hand;

She got for Christmas once a “tutter”*

You must think me quite a nutter

I can’t remember where I put her;

Has anybody seen my little Sarah?

 

There is a woman living now with me

Who drives a car and has a good degree;

She shortly starts her teaching job;

She has a boyfriend, name of “Rob”;

She’ll move in soon with her heartthrob;

Has anybody seen my little Sarah?

 

*   She could never say "k" sounds