AND HOW DO YOU DO AGAIN?
As Tommy Snooks
AS TOMMY SNOOKS AND BESSY BROOKS
WERE WALKING OUT ONE SUNDAY,
SAYS TOMMY SNOOKS TO BESSY BROOKS,
“TO-MORROW WILL BE MONDAY.”
Twinkle, Twinkle
TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR,
HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE!
UP ABOVE THE WORLD SO HIGH
LIKE A DIAMOND IN THE SKY!
WHEN THE BLAZING SUN IS GONE,
WHEN HE NOTHING SHINES UPON,
THEN YOU SHOW YOUR LITTLE LIGHT,
TWINKLE, TWINKLE, ALL THE NIGHT.
THEN THE TRAVELLER IN THE DARK
THANKS YOU FOR YOUR TINY SPARK;
HE COULD NOT SEE WHICH WAY TO GO,
IF YOU DID NOT TWINKLE SO!
IN THE DARK BLUE SKY YOU KEEP,
AND OFTEN THROUGH MY CURTAINS PEEP.
FOR YOU NEVER SHUT YOUR EYE,
TILL THE SUN IS IN THE SKY.
AS YOUR BRIGHT AND TINY SPARK
LIGHTS THE TRAVELLER IN THE DARK,
THOUGH I KNOW NOT WHAT YOU ARE,
TWINKLE, TWINKLE, LITTLE STAR.
Doctor Faustus
DOCTOR FAUSTUS WAS A GOOD MAN,
HE WHIPPED HIS SCHOLARS NOW AND THEN;
WHEN HE WHIPPED THEM HE MADE THEM DANCE
OUT OF SCOTLAND INTO FRANCE,
OUT OF FRANCE INTO SPAIN,
AND THEN HE WHIPPED THEM BACK AGAIN.
Little Poll Parrot
LITTLE POLL PARROT
SAT IN HER GARRET,
EATING TOAST AND TEA.
A LITTLE BROWN MOUSE
JUMPED INTO THE HOUSE
AND STOLE IT ALL AWAY.
Charley, Charley
CHARLEY, CHARLEY, STOLE THE BARLEY
OUT OF A BAKER’S SHOP;
THE BAKER CAME OUT, AND GAVE HIM A CLOUT,
AND MADE POOR CHARLEY HOP.
Doctor Foster
DOCTOR FOSTER WENT TO GLOUCESTER
IN A SHOWER OF RAIN
HE STEPPED IN A PUDDLE
UP TO HIS MIDDLE—
AND NEVER WENT THERE AGAIN.
Little Bo-Peep
LITTLE BO-PEEP HAS LOST HER SHEEP
AND CANT 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 DREAMED SHE HEARD THEM BLEATING;
BUT WHEN SHE AWOKE, SHE FOUND IT A JOKE,
FOR STILL THEY WERE A-FLEETING.
THEN UP SHE TOOK HER LITTLE CROOK,
DETERMINED FOR TO FIND THEM;
SHE FOUND THEM INDEED, BUT IT MADE HER HEART BLEED,
FOR THEY’D LEFT THEIR TAILS BEHIND THEM.
IT HAPPENED ONE DAY, AS PO-PEEP DID STRAY
UNTO A MEADOW HARD BY;
THERE SHE ESPIED THEIR TAILS SIDE BY SIDE,
ALL HUNG ON A TREE TO DRY.
Little Tommy Tittlemouse
LITTLE TOMMY TITTLEMOUSE
LIVED IN A LITTLE HOUSE;
HE CAUGHT FISHES
IN OTHER MEN’S DITCHES.
“LITTLE BO-PEEP HAS LOST HER SHEEP
AND CANT TELL WHERE TO FIND THEM.
A Frog He would A-wooing Go
A FROG HE WOULD A-WOOING GO,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
WHETHER HIS MOTHER WOULD LET HIM OR NO.
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
SO OFF HE SET WITH HIS OPERA HAT,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
AND ON THE ROAD HE MET WITH A RAT.
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
“PRAY, MR. RAT, WILL YOU GO WITH ME,”
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
“KIND MRS. MOUSEY FOR TO SEE?”
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
WHEN THEY CAME TO THE DOOR OF MOUSEY’S HALL,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
THEY GAVE A LOUD KNOCK AND THEY GAVE A LOUD CALL.
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
“PRAY, MRS. MOUSE, ARE YOU WITHIN?”
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
“OH, YES, KIND SIRS, I’M SITTING TO SPIN.”
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
“PRAY, MRS. MOUSE, WILL YOU GIVE US SOME BEER?”
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
“FOR FROGGY AND I ARE FOND OF GOOD CHEER.”
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
“PRAY, MR. FROG, WILL YOU GIVE US A SONG?”
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
“BUT LET IT BE SOMETHING THAT’S NOT VERY LONG.”
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
“INDEED, MRS. MOUSE,” REPLIED THE FROG,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
“A COLD HAS MADE ME AS HOARSE AS A HOG”
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
“SINCE YOU HAVE CAUGHT COLD, MR. FROG,” MOUSEY SAID,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
“I’LL SING YOU A SONG THAT I HAVE JUST MADE.”
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
BUT WHILE THEY WERE ALL A MERRY-MAKING,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
A CAT AND HER KITTENS CAME TUMBLING IN.
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
THE CAT SHE SEIZED THE RAT BY THE CROWN,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
THE KITTENS THEY PULLED THE LITTLE MOUSE DOWN.
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
THIS PUT MR. FROG IN A TERRIBLE FRIGHT,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
HE TOOK UP HIS HAT, AND HE WISHED THEM GOODNIGHT,
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
AS FROGGY WAS CROSSING OVER A BROOK,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
A LILY-WHITE DUCK CAME AND GOBBLED HIM UP,
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
SO THERE WAS AN END OF ONE, TWO, AND THREE,
HEIGHO, SAYS ROWLEY,
THE RAT, THE MOUSE, AND THE LITTLE FROG-GEE!
WITH A ROWLEY POWLEY, GAMMON AND SPINACH,
HEIGHO, SAYS ANTHONY ROWLEY!
This is the Way
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, TRE, 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-TROT-A-TROTI
THIS IS THE WAY THE FARMERS RIDE ;
HOBBLEDY-HOY,
HOBBLEDY-HOY!
THIS IS THE WAY THE FARMERS RIDE,
HOBBLEDY-HOBBLEDY-HOY!
Dogs in the Garden
DOGS IN THE GARDEN,
CATCH ’EM, TOWSER;
COWS IN THE CORNFIELD,
RUN, BOYS, RUN;
CATS IN THE CREAM-POT,
RUN, GIRLS, RUN, GIRLS;
FIRE ON THE MOUNTAINS,
RUN, BOYS, RUN.
Christmas is Coming
CHRISTMAS IS COMING, THE GEESE ARE GETTING FAT;
PLEASE PUT A PENNY IN THE OLD MAN’S HAT.
What are Little Boys Made Of?
WHAT ARE LITTLE BOYS MADE OF, MADE OF?
WHAT ARE LITTLE BOYS MADE OF?
SNIPS AND SNAILS, AND P
UPPY-DOGS’ TAILS;
AND THAT’S WHAT LITTLE BOYS ARE MADE OF, MADE OF.
WHAT ARE LITTLE GIRLS MADE OF, MADE OF?
WHAT ARE LITTLE GIRLS MADE OF?
SUGAR AND SPICE, AND ALL THAT’S NICE;
AND THAT’S WHAT LITTLE GIRLS ARE MADE OF, MADE OF.
Bow, Wow, Wow
BOW, WOW, WOW, WHOSE DOG ART THOU?
LITTLE TOM TINKER’S DOG, BOW, WOW, WOW.
Little Polly Flinders
LITTLE POLLY FLINDERS
SAT AMONG THE CINDERS,
WARMING HER PRETTY LITTLE TOES!
HER MOTHER CAME AND CAUGHT HER,
AND WHIPPED HER LITTLE DAUGHTER,
FOR SPOILING HER NICE NEW CLOTHES.
As I was Going Along
AS I WAS GOING ALONG,
LONG, LONG,
A-SINGING A COMICAL SONG,
SONG, SONG,
THE LANE THAT I WENT WAS
SO LONG, LONG, LONG,
AND THE SONG THAT I
SANG WAS AS LONG, LONG, LONG,
AND SO I WENT SINGING ALONG.
Ladybird, Ladybird
LADYBIRD, LADYBIRD, FLY AWAY HOME,
YOUR HOUSE IS ON FIRE, YOUR CHILDREN ALL GONE,
ALL BUT ONE, AND HER NAME IS ANN,
AND SHE CREPT UNDER THE PUDDING-PAN.
There was a Crooked Man
THERE WAS A CROOKED MAN, AND HE WENT A CROOKED MILE,
HE FOUND A CROOKED SIXPENCE AGAINST A CROOKED STILE;
HE BOUGHT A CROOKED CAT, WHICH CAUGHT A CROOKED MOUSE,
AND THEY ALL LIVED TOGETHER IN A LITTLE CROOKED HOUSE.
Hark! Hark!
HARK! HARK!
THE DOGS DO BARK,
BEGGARS ARE COMING TO TOWN :
SOME IN JAGS,
SOME IN RAGS,
AND SOME IN VELVET GOWN.
To Market, To Market
TO MARKET, TO MARKET, TO BUY A FAT PIG,
HOME AGAIN, HOME AGAIN, FIDGETY-JIG;
TO MARKET, TO MARKET, TO BUY A FAT HOG,
HOME AGAIN, HOME AGAIN, FIDGETY-JOG;
TO MARKET, TO MARKET, TO BUY A PLUM-BUN,
HOME AGAIN, HOME AGAIN, MARKET IS DONE.
Georgie Porgie
GEORGIE PORGIE, PUDDING AND PIE,
KISSED THE GIRLS AND MADE THEM CRY.
WHEN THE BOYS CAME OUT TO PLAY,
GEORGIE PORGIE RAN AWAY.
“SOME IN JAGS
SOME IN RAGS
AND SOME IN VELVET GOWN”
Girls and Boys come out to Play
GIRLS AND BOYS, COME OUT TO PLAY,
THE MOON DOTH SHINE AS BRIGHT AS DAY;
LEAVE YOUR SUPPER, AND LEAVE YOUR SLEEP,
AND COME WITH YOUR PLAYFELLOWS INTO THE STREET.
COME WITH A WHOOP, COME WITH A CALL,
COME WITH A GOOD WILL OR NOT AT ALL.
UP THE LADDER AND DOWN THE WALL,
A HALFPENNY ROLL WILL SERVE US ALL.
YOU FIND MILK, AND I’LL FIND FLOUR,
AND WE’LL HAVE A PUDDING IN HALF AN HOUR.
There was a Little Man
THERE WAS A LITTLE MAN, AND HE HAD A LITTLE GUN,
AND HIS BULLETS WERE MADE OF LEAD, LEAD, LEAD;
HE WENT TO THE BROOK, AND SAW A LITTLE DUCK,
AND SHOT IT RIGHT THROUGH THE HEAD, HEAD,
HEAD.
HE CARRIED IT HOME TO HIS OLD WIFE, JOAN,
AND BADE HER A FIRE TO MAKE, MAKE, MAKE;
TO ROAST THE LITTLE DUCK HE HAD SHOT IN THE BROOK,
AND HE’D GO AND FETCH THE DRAKE, DRAKE,
DRAKE.
I had a Little Pony
I HAD A LITTLE PONY
HIS NAME WAS DAPPLE-GRAY;
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 MORE
FOR ALL THE LADY’S HIRE.
The Rose is Red
THE ROSE IS RED, THE VIOLET BLUE,
CARNATIONS SWEET AND SO ARE YOU.
Mary, Mary
MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY,
HOW DOES YOUR GARDEN GROW?
SILVER BELLS AND COCKLE-SHELLS
AND PRETTY MAIDS ALL IN A ROW.
A Little Cock Sparrow
A LITTLE COCK SPARROW SAT ON A TREE,
LOOKING AS HAPPY AS HAPPY COULD BE,
TILL A BOY CAME BY WITH HIS BOW AND ARROW,
SAYS HE, “I WILL SHOOT THE LITTLE COCK SPARROW.
HIS BODY WILL MAKE ME A NICE LITTLE STEW,
AND HIS GIBLETS WILL MAKE ME A NICE PIE TOO.”
SAYS THE LITTLE COCK SPARROW, “I’LL BE SHOT IF I STAY,”
SO HE CLAPPED HIS WINGS AND FLEW AWAY.
My Little Old Man
MY LITTLE OLD MAN AND I FELL OUT,
HOW TO BRING THIS MATTER ABOUT,
BRING IT ABOUT AS WELL AS YOU CAN,
GET YOU GONE YOU LITTLE OLD MAN.
“MARY, MARY. QUITE CONTRARY HOW DOES YOUR GARDEN GROW?”
Humpty Dumpty
HUMPTY DUMPTY SAT ON A WALL
HUMPTY DUMPTY HAD A GREAT FALL,
ALL THE KING’S HORSES AND ALL THE KING’S MEN
COULD NOT PUT HUMPTY DUMPTY TOGETHER AGAIN.
Four-and-twenty Tailors
FOUR-AND-TWENTY TAILORS WENT TO KILL A SNAIL,
THE BEST MAN AMONG THEM DURST NOT TOUCH HER TAIL;
SHE PUTS’ OUT HER HORNS LIKE A LITTLE KYLOE COW—
RUN, TAILORS, RUN, OR SHE’LL KILL YOU ALL E’EN NOW.
I had a Little Hen
I HAD A LITTLE HEN, THE PRETTIEST EVER SEEN;
SHE WASHED ME THE DISHES, AND KEPT THE HOUSE CLEAN;
SHE WENT TO THE MILL TO FETCH ME SOME FLOUR,
SHE BROUGHT IT HOME IN LESS THAN AN HOUR;
SHE BAKED ME MY BREAD, SHE BREWED ME MY ALE,
SHE SAT BY THE FIRE AND TOLD MANY A FINE TALE.
Bobbie Shaftoe’s Gone to Sea
BOBBIE SHAFTOE’S GONE TO SEA,
SILVER BUCKLES AT HIS KNEE;
WHEN HE COMES BACK, HE’LL MARRY ME,
BONNY BOBBIE SHAFTOE!
BOBBIE SHAFTOE HAS A COW,
BLACK AND WHITE ABOUT THE MOW;
OPEN THE GATES AND LET HER THROUGH,
BOBBIE SHAFTOE’S AIN COW!
BOBBIE SHAFTOE HAS A HEN,
COCKLE BUTTON, COCKLE BEN,
SHE LAYS EGGS FOR GENTLEMEN,
BUT NONE FOR BOBBIE SHAFTOE!
If all the World
IF ALL THE WORLD WERE APPLE-PIE,
AND ALL THE SEA WERE INK,
AND ALL THE TREES WERE BREAD AND CHEESE,
WHAT SHOULD WE HAVE FOR DRINK?
Multiplication is Vexation
MULTIPLICATION IS VEXATION,
DIVISION IS AS BAD;
THE RULE OF THREE PERPLEXES ME,
AND PRACTICE DRIVES ME MAD.
Cross-Patch, Draw the Latch
CROSS-PATCH,
DRAW THE LATCH,
SIT BY THE FIRE AND SPIN;
TAKE A CUP,
AND DRINK IT UP,
THEN CALL YOUR NEIGHBOURS IN.
How Far is it to Babylon?
HOW FAR IS IT TO BABYLON?
THREE SCORE MILES AND TEN.
CAN I GET THERE BY CANDLELIGHT?
AYE, AND BACK AGAIN.
If “Ifs” and “Ands”
IF “IFS” AND “ANDS”
WERE POTS AND PANS,
THERE’D BE NO NEED FOR TINKERS’ HANDS!
There was an Old Woman Tossed up in a Basket
THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN TOSSED UP IN A BASKET,
SEVENTY TIMES AS HIGH AS THE MOON.
WHERE WAS SHE GOING? I COULDN’T BUT ASK IT,
FOR IN HER HAND SHE CARRIED A BROOM.
“OLD WOMAN, OLD WOMAN, OLD WOMAN,” QUOTH I,
“OH, WHITHER, OH, WHITHER, OH, WHITHER SO HIGH?”
“TO BRUSH THE COBWEBS OFF THE SKY!
AND I WILL BE BACK AGAIN BY-AND-BY.”
Goosey, Goosey, Gander
GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER,
WHITHER SHALL I WANDER,
UPSTAIRS, AND DOWNSTAIRS,
AND IN MY LADY’S CHAMBER.
THERE I MET AN OLD MAN,
WHO WOULD NOT SAY HIS PRAYERS,
I TOOK HIM BY HIS LEFT LEG
AND THREW HIM DOWN THE STAIRS.
Three Blind Mice
THREE BLIND MICE, SEE HOW THEY RUN!
THEY ALL RAN AFTER THE FARMER’S WIFE,
SHE CUT OFF THEIR TAILS WITH A CARVING KNIFE.
DID YOU EVER HEAR SUCH A THING IN YOUR LIFE?
THREE BLIND MICE.
There was a Little Girl
THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL, AND
SHE WORE A LITTLE CURL
RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE OF
HER FOREHEAD.
WHEN SHE WAS GOOD, SHE WAS
VERY, VERY GOOD,
BUT WHEN SHE WAS NAUGHTY,
SHE WAS HORRID.
Polly, Put the Kettle On
POLLY, PUT THE KETTLE ON,
POLLY, PUT THE KETTLE ON,
POLLY, PUT THE KETTLE ON,
AND WE’LL ALL HAVE TEA.
SUKEY, TAKE IT OFF AGAIN,
SUKEY, TAKE IT OFF AGAIN,
SUKEY, TAKE IT OFF AGAIN,
AND WE’LL ALL RUN AWAY.
Dance Little Baby
DANCE, LITTLE BABY, DANCE UP HIGH,
NEVER MIND, BABY, MOTHER IS NIGH;
CROW AND CAPER, CAPER AND CROW,
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