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
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