OCK-A-BYE, baby, thy cradle is green; ROCK-A Father's a nobleman, mother's a queen; And Betty's a lady, and wears a gold ring; And Johnny's a drummer, and drums for the king. 23. THE girl in the lane, that couldn't speak plain, The man on the hill, that couldn't stand still, 24. [ERE'S a poor widow from Babylon, H With six poor children all alone; One can bake, and one can brew, One can shape, and one can sew, One can sit at the fire and spin, One can bake a cake for the king: Come choose you east, come choose you west, Come choose the one that you love best. COME I'll give you a new collar, If you will learn to read your book, And be a clever scholar. No, no! replied the puppy dog, I've other fish to fry; For I must learn to guard your house, And bark when thieves come nigh. With a tingle, tangle, titmouse! Robin knows great A, And B, and C, and D, and E, Come hither, little pussy cat, Be overrun, from top to bottom, With flocks of rats and mice. With a tingle, tangle, titmouse! And B, and C, and D, and E, Come hither, then, good little boy, And you a pair of boots and spurs, And B, and C, and D, and E, F, G, H, I, J, K. |