This pig had roast meat,
That pig had none;
This pig went to the barn-door,
And cry’d week, week, for more.
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I KNOW my Love by his way of walking,
And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue,And if my Love leaves me, what will I do?And still she cried, “I love him the best,And a troubled mind, sure, can know no rest,”And still she cried, “Bonny boys are few,And if my Love leaves me, what will I do?”There is a dance…
Three wise men of Gotham,
And if the bowl had been stronger,My song had been longer.
Bah, bah, black sheep,
Yes, marry have I,Three bags full;One for my master,One for my dame,But none for the little boyWho cries in the lane.
MY NAME it is Nell, right candid I tell,
I had a large drake, the truth for to spake,My grandfather left me when going to die;He was merry and sound, and would weigh twenty pound,The universe round would I rove for his sake.Bad luck to the robber, be he drunken or sober,That murdered Nell Flaherty’s beautiful drake.His neck it was green, and rare to…
Jack and Gill
To fetch a pail of water;Jack fell downAnd broke his crown,And Gill came tumbling after.
What did I do, sonny, in the Great World War?
I learned to push a barrow and I learned to swing a pick,I learned to turn my toes out, and to make my eyeballs click.I learned the road to Folkestone, and I watched the English shore,Go down behind the skyline, as I thought, for evermore.And the Blighty boats went by us and the harbour hove…
This pig had a bit of meat;
And this pig had none;
This little pig cried
Wee! wee! wee!
I can’t find my way home.
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Bow, wow, wow!
‘I’m little Tom Tinker’s dog,Bow, wow, wow!’
Ninny Nanny Netticoat,
With a red nose, —The longer she stands,The shorter she grows.
WE have a little garden,
And every day we water thereThe seeds that we have sown.WE love our little garden,And tend it with such care,You will not find a faced leafOr blighted blossom there.
Cecily Parsley
CECILY PARSLEYlived in a pen,And brewed good alefor gentlemen;GENTLEMEN cameevery day,Till Cecily Parsleyran away.
Three blind mice, three blind mice,
They all run after the farmer’s wife,And she cut off their tails with a carving knife,Did ever you see such a thing in your lifeAs three blind mice!
GOOSEY, goosey, gander,
Upstairs and downstairs,And in my lady’s chamber!