Went over the way;
Said my mother, to your mother,
“It’s chop-a-nose day.”

All around the green gravel,
The grass grows so green,
And all the pretty maids are fit to be seen;
Wash them in milk,
Dress them in silk,
And the first to go down shall be married.

One foot up, the other foot down,
That’s the way to London town.

Georgie Peorgie, pudding and pie,
Kissed the girls and made them cry;
When the girls begin to play,
Georgie Peorgie runs away.

As Tommy Snooks, and Bessie Brooks
Were walking out one Sunday;
Says Tommy Snooks to Bessie Brooks,
“To-morrow—will be Monday.”

Tom, Tom, the piper’s son,
He learnt to play when he was young,
He with his pipe made such a noise,
That he pleased all the girls and boys.

Ring-a-ring-a-roses,
A pocket full of posies;
Hush! hush! hush! hush!
We’re all tumbled down.

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