OLD mother Hubbard But when she came there, The cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none. She went to the baker's To buy him some bread, But when she came back The poor dog was dead. She went to the joiner's To buy him a coffin, But when she came back The poor dog was laughing. She took a clean dish To get him some tripe, But when she came back He was smoking his pipe. She went to the ale-house To get him some beer, But when she came back The dog sat in a chair. She went to the hatter's To buy him a hat, But when she came back He was feeding the cat. She went to the barber's To buy him a wig, But when she came back He was dancing a jig. She went to the fruiterer's To buy him some fruit, But when she came back He was playing the flute. ONE misty moisty morning, When cloudy was the weather, S I was going to Derby all on a market-day, Upon hay, upon hay, upon hay; This ram was fat behind, sir; this ram was fat before; No more, no more, no more; The horns that grew on his head, sir, they were so wondrous high, The sky, the sky, the sky; The tail that grew on his back, sir, was six yards and an ell; The bell, the bell, the bell; |