NUTS AN’ MAY, NUTS AN’ MAY;
HERE WE COME GATHERING NUTS AN’ MAY,
ON A FINE AND FROSTY MORNING.
PRAY WHO WILL YOU GATHER FOR NUTS AN’ MAY,
NUTS AN’ MAY, NUTS AN’ MAY,
PRAY WHO WILL YOU GATHER FOR NUTS AN’ MAY,
ON A FINE AND FROSTY MORNING?
WE’LL GATHER MARY FOR NUTS AN’ MAY,
NUTS AN’ MAY, NUTS AN’ MAY,
WE’LL GATHER MARY FOR NUTS AN’ MAY,
ON A FINE AND FROSTY MORNING.
WHO’LL YOU SEND TO TAKE HER AWAY,
TO TAKE HER AWAY, TAKE HER AWAY;
PRAY WHO’LL YOU SEND TO TAKE HER AWAY,
ON A FINE AND FROSTY MORNING?
WE’LL SEND JOHNNY SMITH TO TAKE HER AWAY
TAKE HER AWAY, TAKE HER AWAY;
WE’LL SEND JOHNNY SMITH TO TAKE HER AWAY
ON A FINE AND FROSTY MORNING.
Willy, Willy Wilkin
WILLY, WILLY WILKIN
KISSED THE MAIDS A-MILKING,
FA, LA, LA!
AND WITH HIS MERRY DAFFING,
HE SET THEM ALL A-LAUGHING,
HA, HA, HA!
The Man in the Moon Looked out of the Moon
THE MAN IN THE MOON LOOKED OUT OF THE MOON,
AND THIS IS WHAT HE SAID:
“’TIS TIME THAT, NOW I’M GETTING UP,
ALL BABIES WENT TO BED.”
The Old Man who Lived in a Wood
THERE WAS AN OLD MAN WHO LIVED IN A WOOD,
AS YOU MAY PLAINLY SEE;
HE SAID HE COULD DO AS MUCH WORK IN A DAY
AS HIS WIFE COULD DO IN THREE.
“WITH ALL MY HEART,” THE OLD WOMAN SAID;
“IF THAT YOU WILL ALLOW,
TO-MORROW YOU’LL STAY AT HOME IN MY STEAD,
AND I’LL GO DRIVE THE PLOUGH.
“BUT YOU MUST MILK THE TIDY COW,
FOR FEAR THAT SHE GO DRY;
AND YOU MUST FEED THE LITTLE PIGS
THAT ARE WITHIN THE STY;
“AND YOU MUST MIND THE SPECKLED HEN
FOR FEAR SHE LAY AWAY;
AND YOU MUST REEL THE SPOOL OF YARN
THAT I SPUN YESTERDAY.”
“HIGH, TIDY! HO, TIDY! HIGH!
TIDY, DO STAND STILL!
IF EVER I MILK YOU, TIDY, AGAIN,
TWILL BE SORE AGAINST MY WILL.”
HE WENT TO FEED THE LITTLE PIGS
THAT WERE WITHIN THE STY;
HE HIT HIS HEAD AGAINST THE BEAM,
AND HE MADE THE BLOOD TO FLY.
HE WENT TO MIND THE SPECKLED HEN,
FOR FEAR SHE’D LAY ASTRAY;
AND HE FORGOT THE SPOOL OF YARN
HIS WIFE SPUN YESTERDAY.
SO HE SWORE BY THE SUN, THE MOON, AND THE STARS,
AND THE GREEN LEAVES ON THE TREE,
IF HIS WIFE DIDN’T DO A DAY’S WORK IN HER LIFE,
SHE SHOULD NEVER BE RULED BY HE.
Solomon Grundy
SOLOMON GRUNDY
BORN ON A 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 GRUNDY.
If I’d as Much Money
IF I’D AS MUCH MONEY AS I COULD SPEND,
I NEVER WOULD CRY OLD CHAIRS TO MEND;
OLD CHAIRS TO MEND, OLD CHAIRS TO MEND;
I NEVER WOULD CRY OLD CHAIRS TO MEND.
IF I’D AS MUCH MONEY AS I COULD TELL,
I NEVER WOULD CRY OLD CLOTHES TO SELL;
OLD CLOTHES TO SELL, OLD CLOTHES TO SELL;
I NEVER WOULD CRY OLD CLOTHES TO SELL.
As I was Going O’er London Bridge
AS I WAS GOING O’ER LONDON BRIDGE,
I MET A CART FULL OF FINGERS AND THUMBS!
(Gloves)
Pat-a-Cake, Pat-a-Cake
PAT-A-CAKE, PAT-A-CAKE, BAKER’S MAN.
SO I WILL, MASTER, AS FAST AS I CAN.
PAT IT, AND PRICK IT, AND MARK IT WITH B,
PUT IT IN THE OVEN FOR BABY AND ME.
Little Betty Blue
LITTLE BETTY BLUE
LOST HER HOLIDAY SHOE;
WHAT CAN LITTLE BETTY DO?
GIVE HER ANOTHER
TO MATCH THE OTHER,
AND THEN SHE MAY WALK IN TWO.
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE,
I CAUGHT A HARE ALIVE.
WHY DID YOU LET IT GO?
BECAUSE IT BIT MY FINGER SO.
Diddledy, Diddledy, Dumpty
DIDDLEDY, DIDDLEDY, DUMPTY,
THE CAT RAN UP THE PLUM-TREE.
GIVE HER A CROWN,
AND SHE’LL COME DOWN,
DIDDLEDY, DIDDLEDY, DUMPTY.
My Father Left Me Three Acres of Land
MY FATHER LEFT ME THREE ACRES OF LAND,
SING IVY, SING IVY;
MY FATHER LEFT ME THREE ACRES OF LAND,
SING HOLLY, GO WHISTLE, AND IVY!
I PLOUGHED IT WITH A RAM’S HORN,
SING IVY, SING IVY;
AND SOWED IT ALL OVER WITH ONE PEPPERCORN,
SING HOLLY, GO WHISTLE, AND IVY!
I HARROWED IT WITH A BRAMBLE-BUSH,
SING IVY, SING IVY;
AND REAPED IT WITH MY LITTLE PENKNIFE,
SING HOLLY, GO WHISTLE, AND IVY!
I GOT THE MICE TO CARRY IT TO THE BARN,
SING IVY, SING IVY;
AND THRASHED IT WITH A GOOSE’S QUILL,
SING HOLLY, GO WHISTLE, AND IVY!
I GOT THE CAT TO CARRY IT TO THE MILL,
SING IVY, SING IVY;
THE MILLER HE SWORE HE WOULD HAVE HER PAW,
AND THE CAT SHE SWORE SHE WOULD SCRATCH HIS FACE,
SING HOLLY, GO WHISTLE, AND IVY!
Hot-Cross Buns!
HOT-CROSS BUNS!
HOT-CROSS BUNS!
ONE A PENNY, TWO A PENNY,
HOT-CROSS BUNS!
HOT-CROSS BUNS!
HOT-CROSS BUNS!
IF YOU HAVE NO DAUGHTERS,
GIVE THEM TO YOUR SONS.
Ride a Cock-horse
RIDE A COCK-HORSE TO BANBURY CROSS,
TO SEE A FINE LADY UPON A WHITE HORSE!
RINGS ON HER FINGERS, AND BELLS ON HER TOES,
SHE SHALL MAKE MUSIC WHEREVER SHE GOES.
A for the Ape
A FOR THE APE, THAT WE SAW AT THE FAIR;
B FOR A BLOCKHEAD, WHO NE’ER SHALL GO THERE;
C FOR A CAULIFLOWER, WHITE AS A CURD;
D FOR A DUCK, A VERY GOOD BIRD;
E FOR AN EGG, GOOD IN PUDDING OR PIES;
F FOR A FARMER, RICH, HONEST, AND WISE.
G FOR A GENTLEMAN, VOID OF ALL CARE;
H FOR THE HOUND, THAT RAN DOWN THE HARE;
I FOR AN INDIAN, SOOTY AND DARK;
J FOR THE JACKDAW THAT SCREECHES—JUST HARK!
K FOR THE KEEPER, THAT LOOKED TO THE PARK;
L FOR A LARK, THAT SOARED IN THE AIR;
M FOR A MOLE, THAT NE’ER COULD GET THERE.
N FOR SIR NOBODY, EVER IN FAULT;
O FOR AN OTTER, THAT NE’ER COULD BE CAUGHT;
P FOR A PUDDING, STUCK FULL OF PLUMS;
“RIDE A COCK-HORSE TO BANBURY CROSS.”
Q WAS FOR QUARTERING IT—SEE, HERE IT COMES;
R FOR A ROOK, THAT CROAKED IN THE TREES;
S FOR A SAILOR, THAT PLOUGHED THE DEEP SEAS.
T FOR A TOP, THAT DOTH PRETTILY SPIN;
U FOR A UNICORN MAKING A DIN;
V FOR A VIRGIN, OF DELICATE MIEN;
W FOR WEALTH, IN GOLD, SILVER, AND PENCE;
X FOR OLD XENOPHON, NOTED FOR SENSE;
Y FOR THE YEW, WHICH FOR EVER IS GREEN;
Z FOR THE ZEBRA THAT BELONGS TO THE QUEEN.
I Love Little Pussy
I LOVE LITTLE PUSSY,
HER COA
T IS SO WARM,
AND IF I DONT HURT HER,
SHE’LL DO ME NO HARM;
SO I’LL NOT PULL HER TAIL,
NOR DRIVE HER AWAY,
BUT PUSSY AND I
VERY GENTLY WILL PLAY.
Cry, Baby, Cry
CRY, BABY, CRY, PUT YOUR FINGER IN YOUR EYE,
AND TELL YOUR MOTHER IT WASN’T I.
Cock Robin
COCK ROBIN GOT UP EARLY,
AT THE BREAK OF DAY,
AND WENT TO JENNY’S WINDOW,
TO SING A ROUNDELAY.
HE SANG COCK ROBIN’S LOVE
TO THE PRETTY JENNY WREN.
AND WHEN HE GOT UNTO THE END,
THEN HE BEGAN AGAIN.
Darby and Joan
DARBY AND JOAN WERE DRESSED IN BLACK,
SWORD AND BUCKLE BEHIND THEIR BACK;
FOOT FOR FOOT, AND KNEE FOR KNEE,
TURN ABOUT, DARBY’S COMPANY!
A Man of Words
A MAN OF WORDS AND NOT OF DEEDS
IS LIKE A GARDEN FULL OF WEEDS;
FOR WHEN THE WEEDS BEGIN TO GROW,
THEN DOTH THE GARDEN OVERFLOW.
Oh, the Little Rusty, Dusty Rusty Miller
OH, THE LITTLE RUSTY, DUSTY RUSTY MILLER!
I’LL NOT CHANGE MY WIFE FOR EITHER GOLD OR SILLER.
See-Saw, Sacradown
SEE-SAW, SACRADOWN,
WHICH IS THE WAY TO LONDON TOWN?
ONE FOOT UP, THE OTHER FOOT DOWN,
AND THAT IS THE WAY TO LONDON TOWN.
Bat, Bat, come under My Hat
BAT, BAT, COME UNDER MY HAT,
AND I’LL GIVE YOU A SLICE OF BACON,
AND WHEN I BAKE
I’LL GIVE YOU A CAKE,
IF I AM NOT MISTAKEN.
Monday’s Child
MONDAY’S CHILD IS FAIR OF FACE,
TUESDAY’S CHILD IS FULL OF GRACE,
WEDNESDAY’S CHILD IS FULL OF WOE,
THURSDAY’S CHILD HAS FAR TO GO,
FRIDAY’S CHILD IS LOVING AND GIVING,
SATURDAY’S CHILD WORKS HARD FOR ITS LIVING;
AND A CHILD THAT IS BORN ON THE SABBATH DAY
IS FAIR, AND WISE, AND GOOD, AND GAY.
Robin and Richard
ROBIN AND RICHARD WERE TWO PRETTY MEN;
THEY LAY IN BED TILL THE CLOCK STRUCK TEN;
THEN UP STARTS ROBIN, AND LOOKS AT THE SKY:
“O, HO! BROTHER RICHARD, THE SUN’S VERY HIGH;
YOU GO ON WITH THE BOTTLE AND BAG,
I’LL FOLLOW AFTER ON LITTLE JACK NAG.”
CONTENTS
A carrion crow
A cat came fiddling
A dillar, a dollar
A farmer went trotting
A for the ape
A frog he would a-wooing go
A greedy man
A little cock-sparrow
A man of words
As I walked by myself
As I was going along
As I was going o’er London Bridge
As I was going to St. Ives
As I was going up Pippen Hill
As Tittymouse sat
As Tommy Snooks
A sunshiny shower
A was an apple-pie
A was an archer
Baa, baa, black sheep
Bat, bat
Bell-horses, bell-horses
Bless you, bless you
Bobbie Shaftoe’s gone to sea
Bow-wow, says the dog
Bow, wow, wow
Brow brinky
Bye, baby bunting
Charley, Charley
Christmas is coming
Cock-a-doodle-doo
Cock Robin
Come, my children
Come when you’re called
Cross-patch, draw the latch
Cry, baby, cry
Curly Locks, Curly Locks!
Daffy-down-dilly
Dame, get up
Dance, little baby
Dance to your daddy
Darby and Joan
Deedle, deedle, dumpling
Dickory, dickory, dock
Diddledy, diddledy, dumpty
Ding dong bell
Doctor Faustus
Doctor Foster
Dogs in the garden
“Then Jack went a-courting”
dunce, dunce, double D
Elizabeth Elspeth
Elise Marley
For want of a nail
Four-and-twenty tailors
Georgie Porgie
Girls and boys, come out to play
Goosey, goosey, gander
Great A, little a
Green Grave
Handy Spandy
Hark, hark!
Here am I
Here we go up, up, up
He that would thrive
Hey! diddle diddle
Higglepy, piggleby
Hot-cross buns
How far is it to Babylon
Humpty Dumpty
Hushy, baby, my doll
If all the seas were one sea
If all the world
If I’d as much money
If “ifs” and “ands”
If you Sneeze on Monday
I had a little hen
I had a little hobby-horse
I had a little husband
I had a little nut-tree
I had a little pony
I’ll tell you a story
I love little pussy
I love sixpence
I saw three ships
I went up one pair of stairs
Jack and Jill
Jack, be nimble
Jack Sprat
Jacky, come, give me thy fiddle
Johnny shall have a new bonnet
Ladybird, ladybird
Leg over, leg over
Little Betty Blue
Little Bo-Peep
Little Boy Blue
Little Jack Horner
Little Miss Muffet
Little Nannie Etticoat
Little Poll Parrot
Little Polly Flinders
Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree
Little Tee Wee
Little Tommy Tittlemouse
Little Tom Tucker
London Bridge is broken down
March winds
Mary had a little lamp
Merry go the bells
Mary, Mary
Monday’s child
Multiplication is vexation
My father left me
My little old man
My maid Mary
Nuts an’ may
Oh, the Little Rusty
Old King Cole
Old Mistress McShuttle
Old Mother Goose
Old Mother Hubbard
Once I saw a little bird
One misty, moisty morning
One, two, buckle my shoe
One, two, three, four, five
Oranges and lemons
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake
Pease porridge hot
Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater
Peter Piper
Peter White
Polly, put the kettle on
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat
Rain, rain, go away
Ride a cock-horse
Ride, baby, ride
Robin and Richard
Rock-a-bye, baby
Rub-a-dub-dub
See a pin, and pick it up
See-saw, Margery Daw
See-saw, sacradown
Shall we go a-shearing
Simple Simon
Sing a song of sixpence
Sing! sing!
Snail, snail
Solomon Grundy
Some little mice sat
Swan swam over the sea
Taffy was a Welshman
The Babes in the Wood
The fox and his wife
The girl in the lane
The lion and the unicorn
The man in the m
oon
The man in the moon looked out of the moon
The man in the wilderness
The miller he grinds his corn
The north wind
The old man who lived in a wood
The old woman who rode on a broom
The Queen of Hearts
There was a crooked man
There was a fat man of Bombay
There was a jolly miller
There was a little boy
There was a little girl
There was a little guinea-pig
There was a little man
There was a man
There was a monkey
There was an old crow
There was an old man of Tobago
There was an old woman as I’ve heard tell
There was an old woman lived under a hill
There was an old woman tossed up in a basket
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe
There were three jovial Welshmen
There were two birds
The rose is red
They that wash on Monday
Thirty days hath September
This is the way
Three blind mice
Three children sliding
Three little kittens
Three wise men
To market, to market
Tom, Tom
Tom, Tom, the piper’s son
Tommy Trot
Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
Twinkle, twinkle
Wee Willie Winkie
What are little boys made of ?
When a twister a-twisting
When good King Arthur
When I was a little boy
When the wind
Where are you going?
Who ever saw a rabbit?
Who killed cock robin?
Willy, Willy Wilkin
“The old squire came behind his back”
Kind old Mother Goose Wishes You “Goodbye”
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