Little Johnny Pringle had a little Pig. So Johnny Pringle he sat down and cried, You owe me five shillings, Say the bells of Shoreditch Says the great Bell of Bow Ring the bells of Whitechapel. Kettles and pans, Say the bells of St. Ann's. Say the bells of St. Giles. Say the bells of St. John's. Once in my life I married a wife, On Gretna Green, in velvet sheen, And I took up a stick to pound her. And she showed me her finger. Ride a cock horse to Charing-Cross, To see a young woman Johnny shall have a new bonnet, And why may not I love Johnny, And here's a leg for a stocking, And why may not I love Johnny? |