I just want to be a sheep, bah bah bah bah Options

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A memory just ran through my head of childhood songs I used to learn in Sunday school. I know that this song has a message, but in retrospect the lyrics seem... I do I put this? Slightly off....

I just want to be a sheep, Baa, Baa, Baa, Baa,
I just want to be a sheep, Baa, Baa, Baa, Baa,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
I just want to be a sheep, Baa, Baa, Baa, Baa.

I don't want to be a Pharisee, I don't want to be a Pharisee,
Cause they're not fair, you see. I don't want to be a Pharisee.

I don't want to be a Sadducee, I don't want to be a Sadducee,
Cause they're so sad, you see. I don't want to be a Sadducee.

Here is one my grandmother used to sing to me. It deeply disturbed me for a long time.

Oh, don't you remember, a long time ago,
Those two little babies, their names I don't know
They were stolen away one bright, summer's day
And left in a wood, so I've heard folks say.

Pretty babes in the wood
Pretty babes in the wood
Oh, don't you remember
Those babes in the wood

Now the day being gone and the night coming on
Those two little babies sat under a stone
They sobbed and they sighed, they sat there and cried
Those two little babies they laid down and died

Now the robins so red, how swiftly they sped
They put out their wide wings and over them spread
And all the day long on the branches they throng
They sweetly did whistle and this was their song

That's one fucked up thing to sing to a five year old.
Do you remember any childhood songs? Did they have any effect on you?