What’s in the Basket?

What’s in the basket? I wonder, I wonder, Something peeps out like the silk of corn, Silky and wavy; a straw hat under, Why, now it moves, as sure as I’m born. What’s in the basket? A chicken? A bunny? No, two blue eyes look over the side, Red lips are laughing, head looks so funny, There! The something is trying to hide. What’s in the basket? why, who would have thought it? My little baby, with flaxen hair, Hid in the basket, and home papa brought it, High on his shoulder. Well! Well! I declare.