you see,
        What naughty tricks they put upon me?
They broke my pitcher, and spilt my water,
And huff'd my mother, and chid her daughter,
        And kissed my sister instead of me.

What's the news of the day,
Good neighbor, I pray?
They say the balloon
Has gone up to the moon.

There was an old man in a velvet coat,
He kiss'd a maid and gave her groat;
The groat was crack'd and would not go.
Ah, old man, do you serve me so?

  Three wise men of Gotham
  Went to sea in a bowl,
And if the bowl had been stronger
My song had been longer.

Wash me and comb me
And lay me down softly,
And set me a bank to dry,
That I may look pretty,
When some one comes by.

Up in the green orchard there is a green tree,
The finest of pippins that ever you see;
The apples are ripe, and ready to fall,
And Reuben and Robin shall gather them all.

Harry cum Parry, when will you marry?
    When apples and pears are ripe.
I'll come to our wedding without any bidding,
    And stay with the bride all night.

Jog on, jog on, the footpath way,
  And merrily jump the style, boys,
A merry heart goes all the day,
  Your sad one tires in a mile, boys.

      I will sing you a song
      Of the days that are long,
  Of the woodcock and the sparrow,
Of the little dog that burnt his tail,
  And he shall be whipt to-morrow.

I had a little Doll,
  The prettiest ever seen,
She washed me the dishes,
  And kept the house clean.
She went to the mill
  To fetch me some flour,
And always got 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.

When I was a little he,
My mother took me on her knee,
Smiles and kisses gave with joy,
And call'd me oft her darling boy.

Is master Smith within?—Yes, that he is.
    Can he set a shoe? Ay, marry, two.
       Here a nail, and there a nail,
            Tick—tack—too.

Charley loves good cake and ale,
  Charley loves good candy,
Charley loves to kiss the girls,
  When they are clean and handy.

John O'Gudgeon he was a wild man,
He whipt his children now and then,
When he whipt them, he made them dance,
Out of Ireland into France.

Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater,
Had a wife and couldn't keep her;
He put her in a pumpkin shell,
And then he kept her very well.

Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater,
Had another and didn't lover her;
Peter learnt to read and spell,
And then he loved her very well.

Jack and Jill went up the hill,
  To draw a pail of water;
Jack fell down and broke his crown
  And Jill came tumbling after.

There was an old man,
  And he had a calf,
      And that's half;
He took him out of the stall,
  And put him on the wall,
      And that's all.

  There was a little man,
  And he had a little gun,
And his bullets were made of lead,
  He shot John Sprig
  Through the middle of his wig,
And knocked it right off his head.

  Goosey, goosey, gander, where dost thou wander?
  Up stairs and down stairs, and in my lady's chamber;
There I met an old man that would not say his prayers,
I took him by his hind legs and threw him down stairs.

The girl in the lane,
That couldn't speak plain,
  Cried, Gobble, gobble, gobble;
The man on the hill,
That couldn't stand still,
  Went, hobble, hobble, hobble.

  Robert Barns, fellow fine,
  Can you shoe this horse of mine,
  So that I may cut a shine?
    Yes, good sir, and that I can,
    As well as any other man;
There a nail, and here a prod,
And now, good sir, you horse is shod.

Hey ding a ding, ding, I heard a bird sing,
The parliament soldiers are gone to the king.

Pibroch of Donnel Dhu,
  Pibroch of Donnel,
Wake thy voice anew,
  Summon Clan-Connel.
Come away, come away,
  Hark to the summons!
Come in your war array,
  Gentles and commons!

      Come as the winds come,
          When forests are rended,
      Come as the waves come,
          When navies are stranded.
Faster come, faster come, faster and faster,
      Chief, vassal, page and groom,
          Tenent and master.

      Fast they come, fast they come,
          See how they gather!
Wide waves the eagle plume blended with heather.
      Cast your plaids, draw your blades,
          Forward each man set!
Pibroch of Donnel Dhu, now for the onset!

Jack Sprat could eat no fat;
  His wife could eat no lean;
So 'twixt them both they cleared the cloth,
  And lick'd the platter clean.

There was a little boy went into a barn,
  And lay down on some hay;
A calf came out and smelt about,
  And the little boy ran away.

  The sow came in with the saddle,
  The little pig rock'd the cradle,
  The dish jump'd up on the table
  To see the pot swallow the ladle.
The spit that stood behind the door
Threw the pudding-stick on the floor.
    Odsplut! said the gridiron,
        Can't you agree?
    I'm the head constable,
        Bring them to me.

Little Tommy Tucker,
  Sing for your supper:
What shall I sing?
  White bread and butter.
How shall I cut it
  Without any knife?
How shall I marry
  Without any wife?

I would, if I could; if I couldn't, how could I?
I couldn't without I could, could I?
Could you without you could, could ye? could ye? could ye?
You couldn't without you could, could ye?

Oh that I were where I would be!
  Then should I be where I am not;
But where I am, there I must be,
  And where I would be I can not.

        Hiccory, diccory, dock,
    The mouse run up the clock;
The clock struck one, and down he run,
        Hiccory, diccory, dock.

Jacky, come give me your fiddle,
  If ever you mean to