I saw three ships come sailing by,
Come sailing by, come sailing by;
I saw three ships come sailing by,
On New Year's Day in the morning.
And what do you think was in them then,
Was in them then, was in them then ?
And what do you think was in then,
On New Year's Day in the morning ?
Three pretty girls were in them then,
Were in them then, were in them then,
Three pretty girls were in them then,
On New Year's Day in the morning.
And one could whistle, and one could sing,
And one could play on the violin..
Such joy there was at my wedding,
On New Year's Day in the morning.
Monday, 30 December 2013
I Saw Tree Ships
Monday, 23 December 2013
God Bless The Master Of This House
God bless the master of this house,
The mistress also,
And all the little children
That around the table go;
And all your kin and kinsfolk,
That dwell both far and near;
I wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy new year.
Saturday, 21 December 2013
Christmas Comes
Christmas comes but once a year,
And when it comes it brings good cheer.
Tuesday, 17 December 2013
Tinker,Tailor
Tinker, tailor,
Soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man,
Beggar man, thief.
Thursday, 12 December 2013
Parsley, Sage, Rosemary And Thyme
Can you make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Without any seam or needlework ?
And you shall be a true love of mine.
Can you wash it in yonder well,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Where dew never wet nor water fell ?
And you shall be a true love of mine.
Can yo dry it on yonder thorn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Where the sun never shone since Adam was born ?
And you shall be a true love of mine.
Now you have asked me questions three,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
I hope you will answer as many for me,
And you shall be a true love of mine.
Can you find me an acre of land,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Between the salt water and the sea sand ?
And you shall be a true love of mine.
Can you plough it with a ram's horn,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And sow it all over with peppercorn ?
And you shall be a true love of mine,
Can you reap it with a sickle of leather,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
And bind it up with a peacock's feather ?
And you shall be a true love of mine.
And when you are done and finished your work,
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,
Then come to me to get your shirt,
And you shall be a true love of mine.
Tom, Tom, The Piper's Son
Tom, Tom the piper's son,
Stole a pig, and away he run.
The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,
And Tom went roaring down the street.
Monday, 9 December 2013
Little Jack Horner
Little Jack Horner
Sat in a corner,
Eating a Christmas pie;
He put in his thumb,
And pulled out a plum,
And said, " What a good boy am I ! "
Thursday, 5 December 2013
The North Wind Doth Blow
The North wind doth blow.
And we shall have snow,
And what will poor robin do then, poor thing ?
He'll sit in a barn,
And keep himself warm,
And hide his head under his wing, poor thing.
Monday, 2 December 2013
Peter Piper
Peter Piper pick'd a peck of pickled pepper;
A peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked;
If Peter Piper pick'd a peck of pickled pepper,
Where's the peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper
picked?
.
Thursday, 28 November 2013
Christmas is Coming
Christmas is coming,
The geese are getting fat
Please to put a penny
In an old man's hat;
If you haven't got a penny
A ha'penny will do,
If you haven't got a ha'penny,
God bless you.
Monday, 25 November 2013
The Beehive
Wee little house with the golden thatch;
Twice I knocked and lifted the latch:
" And pray is the mistress here? "
" In black stuff gown and a yellow vest,
She's busily packing her honey-chest;
Will you taste a bit, my dear? "
.
Wednesday, 20 November 2013
I Saw A Ship A-Sailing
I saw a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing on the sea;
And oh ! it was all laden
With pretty things for thee !
There were comfits in the cabin,
And apples in the hold;
The sails were made of silk,
And the masts were made of gold.
The four-and-twenty sailors
That stood between the decks
Were four-and-twenty white mice,
With chains about their necks.
The captain was a duck,
With a packet on his back;
And when the ship began to move,
The captain said, " Quack ! quack ! "
This Year, Next Year
This year,
Next year,
Sometime,
Never.
Song For Twelfth Night
Lavender's blue, dilly, dilly, lavender's green,
When I am king, dilly, dilly, you shall be queen;
Call up your men, dilly, dilly, set them to work,
Some to the plough, dilly, dilly, some to the
cart;
Some to make hay, dilly, dilly, some to thrash
corn;
Whilst you and I dilly, dilly, keep ourselves
warm.
Monday, 18 November 2013
For Want of a Nail
For want of a nail the shoe was lost,
For want of a shoe the horse was lost,
For want of a horse the rider was lost,
For want of the rider the battle was lost,
For want of the battle the kingdom was lost,
And all for the want of a horse shoe nail.
.
Wednesday, 13 November 2013
Mistress Mary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow ?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
.
How does your garden grow ?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
.
Monday, 11 November 2013
St Ives
As I was going to St Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St Ives ?
.
I met a man with seven wives,
Every wife had seven sacks,
Every sack had seven cats,
Every cat had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St Ives ?
.
Friday, 8 November 2013
I Had A Little Nut Tree
I had a little nut-tree, nothing would it bear
But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear;
The King of Spain's daughter came to visit me,
And all was because of my little nut-tree.
.
But a silver nutmeg and a golden pear;
The King of Spain's daughter came to visit me,
And all was because of my little nut-tree.
.
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Tuesday, 5 November 2013
The Fifth of November
Please to remember the fifth of November,
Gunpowder, treason, and plot;
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
.
Monday, 28 October 2013
Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star
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;
How could he see where to go
If you did not twinkle so ?
In the deep blue sky you keep,
Often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.
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;
How could he see where to go
If you did not twinkle so ?
In the deep blue sky you keep,
Often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.
Thursday, 24 October 2013
Little Boy Blue
Little Boy Blue, come blow up your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the
corn;
But where is the boy that looks after the sheep ?
He's under the haycock, fast asleep,
Will you wake him ? No not I ;
For if I do, he'll be sure to cry.
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the
corn;
But where is the boy that looks after the sheep ?
He's under the haycock, fast asleep,
Will you wake him ? No not I ;
For if I do, he'll be sure to cry.
Monday, 21 October 2013
Oranges and Lemons
Gay go up and gay go down,
To ring the bells of London town.
Two sticks and an apple,
Say the bells at Whitechapel.
Old father Baldpate,
Say the bells at Aldgate.
Maids in white aprons,
Say the bells at St. Catherines.
Kettles and pans,
Say the bells at St. Ann's.
Pokers and tongs,
Say the bells at St. John's.
Bulls' eyes and targets,
Say the bells at St. Marg'ret's.
Brickbat and tiles,
Say the bells of St. Giles.
Halfpence and farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin's.
Pancakes and fritters,
Say the bells of St. Peter's.
Oranges and Lemons,
Say the bells of St. Clement's.
You owe me ten shillings,
Say the bells at St. Helen's.
When will you pay me?
Say the bells of Old Bailey.
When I am rich,
Say the bells at Shoreditch.
When will that be ?
Say the bells at Stepney.
I'm sure I don't know,
Says the great bell at Bow.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
And here comes a chopper to chop off the
Last_last_last_last_
Last_man's head!!
To ring the bells of London town.
Two sticks and an apple,
Say the bells at Whitechapel.
Old father Baldpate,
Say the bells at Aldgate.
Maids in white aprons,
Say the bells at St. Catherines.
Kettles and pans,
Say the bells at St. Ann's.
Pokers and tongs,
Say the bells at St. John's.
Bulls' eyes and targets,
Say the bells at St. Marg'ret's.
Brickbat and tiles,
Say the bells of St. Giles.
Halfpence and farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin's.
Pancakes and fritters,
Say the bells of St. Peter's.
Oranges and Lemons,
Say the bells of St. Clement's.
You owe me ten shillings,
Say the bells at St. Helen's.
When will you pay me?
Say the bells of Old Bailey.
When I am rich,
Say the bells at Shoreditch.
When will that be ?
Say the bells at Stepney.
I'm sure I don't know,
Says the great bell at Bow.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
And here comes a chopper to chop off the
Last_last_last_last_
Last_man's head!!
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