Rasputina: Snow Hen Of Austerlitz

They say not far away, In fact upon that hill They say that there s a little girl there still She wasn t raised like the other kids Miss Lynn, the Snow Hen of Austerlitz The mother s blind and keeps some birds as pets That her baby is a human she forgets In a tiny wire pen that little girl still sits Miss Lynn, the Snow Hen of Austerlitz She must be ten or eleven now I heard she s pretty but she don t have all her wits She is the Snow Hen of Austerlitz