I had a little husband no bigger than my thumb,
I put him in a pint pot, and there I bid him drum;
I bought a little handkerchief to wipe his little nose,
And a pair of little garters to tie his little hose.

As I was going to St. Ives,

I met 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 going to St. Ives?

Miss Jane had a bag, and a mouse was in it, She opened the bag, he was out in a minute; The Cat saw him jump, and run under the table,

And the dog said, catch him, puss, soon as you're able

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Cross Patch, draw the latch,
Sit by the fire and spin;
Take a cup, and drink it up,

Then call your neighbours in.

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See-saw, Margery Daw,

Sold her bed, and lay upon straw.

Was not she a dirty slut,

To sell her bed and lay in the dirt?

What care I how black I be?
Twenty pounds will marry me.
If twenty won't, forty shall,
I'm my mother's bouncing girl.

Milk-man, milk-man, where have you been?
In Buttermilk channel up to my chin,

I spilt my milk, and I spoilt my clothes,
And got a long icicle hung to my nose.

I like little pussy, her coat is so warm,
And if I don't hurt her she'll do me no harm;
So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away,
But pussy and I very gently will play.

There was an old woman

Sold puddings and pies,

She went to the mill,

And the dust flew in her eyes.

While through the streets

To all she meets,

She ever cries,

Hot Pies-Hot Pies.

A cow and a calf,

An ox and a half,

Forty good shillings and three,

Is not that enough tocher
For a shoemaker's daughter,
A bonny sweet lass

With a coal-black ee?