Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-cross,

To buy little Johnny a galloping-horse;

It trots behind, and it ambles before,

And Johnny shall ride till he can ride no more.

Solomon Grundy,
Born on Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday:
This is the end
Of Solomon Grundy.

Goosey goosey gander,

Where shall I wander? Up stairs, down stairs,

And in my lady's chamber; There I met an old man

That would not say his prayers; I took him by the left leg,

And threw him down stairs.

Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, where have you been?
I've been up to London to look at the queen.
Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you there?
I frighten'd a little mouse under the chair.

If I'd as much money as I could spend, I never would cry, old chairs to mend; Old chairs to mend, old chairs to mend; I never would cry, old chairs to mend.

If I'd as much money as I could tell,
I never would cry, old clothes to sell;
Old clothes to sell, old clothes to sell;
I never would cry, old clothes to sell.

There was a man in our town,

And he was wond'rous wise, He jump'd into a bramble bush,

And scratched out both his eyes; And when he saw his eyes were out,

With all his might and main He jump'd into another bush,

And scratched them in again.