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Sing A Song Of Sixpence
ANONYMOUS
Sing a song of sixpence,
A bag full of rye;
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie;
When the pie was open'd,
The birds began to sing;
Was not that a dainty dish
To set before the king?
The king was in the counting-house,
Counting out his money;
The queen was in the parlor,
Eating bread and honey;
The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes,
There came a little blackbird,
And snapped off her nose.
A Diller, A Dollar
ANONYMOUS
A diller, a dollar,
A ten-o'clock scholar,
What makes you come so soon?
You used to come at ten o'clock,
But now you come at noon.
Simple Simon
ANONYMOUS
Simple Simon met a pieman,
Going to the fair;
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Let me taste your ware."
Says the pieman to Simple Simon,
"Show me first your penny."
Says Simple Simon to the pieman,
"Indeed I have not any."
Simple Simon went a-fishing
For to catch a whale;
All the water he had got
Was in his mother's pail!
Little Boy Blue
ANONYMOUS
Little boy blue, come, blow your horn;
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
"Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep!"
"He's under the hay-cock, fast asleep."
"Will you wake him? "No, not I;
For if I do, he'll be sure to cry."
Daffy-Down-Dilly
ANONYMOUS
Daffy-Down-Dilly has come up to town
In a yellow petticoat and a green gown.
Little Nancy Etticote
ANONYMOUS
Little Nancy Etticote,
In a white petticoat,
With a red nose;
The longer she stands
The shorter she grows.
When I was A Bachelor
ANONYMOUS
When I was a bachelor I lived by myself,
And all the meat I got I put upon a shelf;
The rats and mice did lead me such a life
That I went to London to get myself a wife.
The streets were so broad and the lanes were so narrow,
I could not get my wife home without a wheel-barrow;
The wheel-barrow broke, my wife got a fall,
Down tumbled wheel-barrow, little wife, and all.
Great A, Little a
ANONYMOUS
Great A, little a,
Bouncing B!
The cat's in the cupboard,
And can't see me.
Pussy-Cat, Pussy-Cat
ANONYMOUS
Pussy-Cat, pussy-cat, where have you been?
I've been up to London to look at the Queen.
Pussy-Cat, pussy-cat, what did you there?
I frighten'd a little mouse under the chair.
Higgley Piggley
ANONYMOUS
Higgley Piggley,
My black hen,
She lays eggs
For gentlemen;
Sometimes nine,
And sometimes ten,
Higgley Piggley,
My black hen!
Humpty Dumpty
ANONYMOUS
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall;
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall;
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty Dumpty back again.
Curly Locks
ANONYMOUS
Curly Locks! curly locks! wilt thou be mine?
Thou shal't not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine,
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
And feed upon strawberries, sugar, and cream!
The North Wind Doth Blow
ANONYMOUS
The north wind doth blow,
And we shall have snow,
And what will poor Robin do then?
Poor thing!
He'll sit in a barn,
And to keep himself warm,
Will hide his head under his wing.
Poor thing!
Jack Sprat
ANONYMOUS
Jack Sprat could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean;
And so between them both, you see,
They licked the p[latter clean.
Come Let's To Bed
ANONYMOUS
Come let's to bed, says Sleepy-head;
Tarry a while, says Sow;
Put on the pan, says Greedy Nan,
Let's sup before we go.
Pease Pudding Hot
ANONYMOUS
Pease pudding hot,
Pease pudding cold,
Pease pudding in the pot,
Nine days old.
Some like it hot,
Some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot
Nine days old.
Solomon Grundie
ANONYMOUS
Solomon Grundie,
Born on Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday,
This is the end of
Solomon Grundie.
Ding, Dong, Bell
ANONYMOUS
Ding, dong, bell,
Pussy's in the well!
Who put her in? --
Little Tommy Lin.
Who pulled her out? --
Dog with long snout.
What a naughty boy was that
To drown poor pussy-cat,
Who never did any harm,
But killed the mice in his father's barn.
There Was An Old Woman Toss'd Up In A Basket
ANONYMOUS
There was an old woman toss'd up in a basket
Nineteen times as high as the moon;
Where she was going I couldn't but ask it,
For in her hand she carried a broom.
"Old woman, old woman, old woman," quoth I,
"O whither, o whither, o whither, so high?"
"To brush the cobwebs off the sky!"
"Shall I go with thee?" "Ay, by-and-by."
Little Miss Muffet
ANONYMOUS
Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet,
Eating curds and whey;
There came a spider,
And sat down beside her,
And frightened Miss Muffet away.
Little Jack Horner
ANONYMOUS
Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
Eating a Christmas pie.
He put in his thumb,
And took out a plum,
And said, "What a good boy am I."
Hey! Diddle, Diddle
ANONYMOUS
Hey! diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laugh'd
To see the sport,
While the dish ran after the spoon.
This Is The Way The Ladies Ride
ANONYMOUS
This is the way the ladies ride:
Tri, tre, tre, tree,
Tri, tre, tre, tree!
This is the way the ladies ride:
Tri, tre, tre, tree, tri-tre-tre-tree!
This is the way the gentlemen ride:
Gallop-a-trot,
Gallop-a-trot!
This is the way the gentlemen ride:
Gallop-a-gallop-a-trot!
This is the way the farmers ride:
Hobbledy-hoy,
Hobbledy-hoy!
This is the way the farmers ride:
Hobbledy hobbledy-hoy!
Little Bo-Peep
ANONYMOUS
Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep,
And can't tell where to find them;
Leave them alone, and they'll come home,
And bring their tails behind them.
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamt she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke, she found it a joke,
For they were still a-fleeting.
Then she took her little crook,
Determin'd for to find them;
She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For they'd left all their tails behind 'em.
Old King Cole
ANONYMOUS
Old King Cole
Was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
Every fiddler, he had a fiddle,
And a very fine fiddle had he;
Twee tweedle dee, tweedle dee, went the fiddlers.
Oh, there's none so rare
As can compare
With King Cole and his fiddlers three!
Jack And Jill
ANONYMOUS
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water;
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And jill came tumbling after.
Little Polly Flinders
ANONYMOUS
Little Polly Flinders
Sat among the cinders,
Warming her pretty little toes.
Her came and caught her,
And whipped her little daughter
For spoiling her nice new clothes.
To Market, To Market, To Buy A Fat Pig
ANONYMOUS
To market, to market, to buy a fat pig;
Home again, home again, dancing a jig,
Ride to the market to buy a fat hog;
Home again, home again, jiggety-jog.
The Queen Of Hearts
ANONYMOUS
The Queen of Hearts,
She made some tarts,
All on a summer's day;
The Knave of Hearts,
He stole those tarts,
And took them clean away.
The King of Hearts
Called for the tarts,
And beat the Knave full sore;
The Knave of Hearts
Brought back the tarts,
And vowed he'd steal no more.
Blow, Wind, Blow! And Go, Mill, Go
ANONYMOUS
Blow, wind, blow! and go, mill, go!
That the miller may grind his corn;
That the baker may take it,
And into rolls make it,
And send us some hot in the morn.
Diddle, Diddle Dumpling, My Son John
ANONYMOUS
Diddle, diddle dumpling, my son John,
He went to bed with his stockings on;
One shoe off, and one shoe on,
Diddle, diddle dumpling, my son John.
There Was An Old Woman Who Lived In A Shoe
ANONYMOUS
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe;
She had so many children she didn't know what to do;
She gave them some broth without any bread;
She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
Goosey, Goosey, Gander
ANONYMOUS
Goosey, goosey, gander,
Where shall I wander?
Upstairs, downstairs,
And in my lady's chamber.
There I met an old man
That would not say his prayers;
I took him by the left leg,
And threw him downstairs.
Ride A Cock Horse
ANONYMOUS
Ride a cock-horse
To Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady
Upon a white horse.
Rings on her fingers,
Bells on her toes,
She shall have music
Wherever she goes.
Where Are You Going, My Pretty Maid?
ANONYMOUS
"Where are you going, my pretty maid?"
"I'm going a-milking, sir," she said.
"May I go with you, my pretty maid?"
"You're kindly welcome, sir," she said.
"What is your father, my pretty maid?"
"My father's a farmer, sir," she said.
"Say, will you marry me, my pretty maid?"
"Yes, if you please, kind sir," she said.
"What is your fortune, my pretty maid?"
"My face is my fortune, sir," she said.
"Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid!"
"Nobody asked you, sir," she said.
Baby Dear, Good Night, Good Night
ANONYMOUS
Baby dear, good night, good night,
Doggie lies in slumbers deep;
Hush-a-bye, my treasure bright,
Pussy, too, is fast asleep.
Don't you wake them! If you do,
Pups will bark, and Puss will mew.
Go to sleep, and never fear,
Mother will call when morning's near.
Kind Hearts Are Gardens
ANONYMOUS
Kind hearts are gardens,
Kind thoughts are roots,
Kind words are blossoms,
Kind deeds are fruits.
I Had A Little Pony
ANONYMOUS
I had a little pony,
They called him Dapple-grey.
I lent him to a lady,
To ride a mile away.
She whipped him, she slashed him,
She rode him through the mire.
I would not lend my pony now,
For all the lady's hire.
Taffy Was A Welshman
ANONYMOUS
Taffy was a welshman, Taffy was a thief;
Taffy came to my house and stole a piece of beef;
I went to Taffy's house, Tafy was not at home;
Taffy came to my house and stole a marrow-bone;
I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was not in;
Taffy came to my house and stole a silver pin;
I went to Taffy's house, Taffy was in bed,
I took up a poker and flung it at his head.
Hushaby, Baby, Thy Cradle Is Green
ANONYMOUS
Hushaby, baby, thy cradle is green;
Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen;
Sister's a lady, and wears a gold ring;
Brother's a drummer, and drums for the king.
Rockabye, baby, on the tree top;
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall;
Down will come baby, bough, cradle, and all.
There Is Very Little Trouble
ANONYMOUS
There is very little trouble
That happens us to-day,
It's the sorrow of to-morrow
That drives our joys away.
We sometimes sit and wonder
And stew and fume and fret
For fear something may happen,
But it hasn't happened yet.
Mistress Mary, Quite Contrary
ANONYMOUS
Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With cockle shells, and silver bells,
And pretty maids all a-row.
Hearts, Like Doors, Will Open With Ease
ANONYMOUS
Hearts, like doors, will open with ease,
To very, very little keys,
And don't forget that two of these
Are, "I thank you," and "If you please!"
Weather Song
ANONYMOUS
When the weather is wet,
We must not fret.
When the weather is cold,
We must not scold.
When the weather is warm,
We must not storm,--
But be thankful together,
Whatever the weather.
Note:
As far as I know, all of these Nursery Rhymes are free of copyright. Credit has been
given to the author, where known. If you are aware of one that should not be posted here,
please email me and let me know.
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