There was a man lived in the moon, lived in the moon, lived in the moon, There was a man lived in the moon, And his name was Aiken Drum, And he played upon a ladle, a ladle, a ladle,...
A carrion crow sat on an oak, Watching a tailor shape his cloak. "Wife, bring me my old bent bow, That I may shoot yon carrion crow." The tailor he shot and missed his mark,...
A carrion crow sat on an oak, Watching a tailor shape his cloak. "Wife, bring me my old bent bow, That I may shoot yon carrion crow." The tailor he shot and missed his mark,...
"Baa! Baa! Black sheep, have you any wool?" "Yes, marry, have I, three bags full; One for my master, and one for my dame, But none for the little boy that lives down the lane!"
Billy Pringle had a little pig, When it was young it was not very big, When it was old it lived in clover, Now it's dead and that's all over. Billy Pringle he lay down and died,...
Twin children: the Girl, she was plain; The Brother was handsome & vain; "Let him brag of his looks," Father said; "mind your books! The best beauty is bred in the brain." ...
From Deutschland I come with my light wares all laden, To dear happy England in summer's gay bloom; Then listen, fair lady, and young pretty m'dchen, Come buy of the wandering Baierin a broom;...
Over the water, and over the lea, And over the water to Charley; And Charley loves good ale and wine, And Charley loves good brandy, And Charley loves a pretty girl As sweet as sugar candy. ...
1. 'Twas on a merry time, When Jenny Wren was young, So neatly as she danced, And so sweetly as she sung, Robin Redbreast lost his heart, He was a gallant bird,...
Ding dong bell! Pussy's in the well! Who put her in? Little Tommy Lin. Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Stout. What a naughty boy was that To drown poor pussy-cat, Who ne'er did any harm,...
Doctor Faustus was a good man, He whipt his scholars now and then; When he whipt he made them dance Out of England into France; Out of France into Spain, And then he whipt them back again.
En passant dans un p'tit bois, O' le coucou chantait, O' le coucou chantait; Dans son joli chant il disait: Coucou, coucou, coucou, coucou, Et moi qui croyais qu'il disait;...
A Boy heedless slept by the well By Dame Fortune awaked, truth to tell, Said she, "Hadst been drowned, 'Twould have surely been found This by Fortune, not Folly befel." ...
Her neck did she CRANE, As she looked up the LANE To see the Three Bears pass by. They all went in, oddly, At the head of the Bodley An A.B.C. for to buy.