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There was an old woman toss'd up in a basket,
Where she was going I couldn't but ask it,
Old woman, old woman, old woman, quoth I,
To brush the cobwebs off the sky!
"Robert Barns, fellow fine,
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water;
And Jill came tumbling a'ter.
I Would, if I could;
If I couldn't, how could I?
Could ye, could yo?
Sing a song of sixpence,
A bag full of rye;
Baked in a pie;
The birds began to sing;
To set before the king?
The king was in his counting-house
Counting out his money; The queen was in the parlour
Eating bread and honey; The maid was in the garden,
Hanging out the clothes, There came a little blackbird,
And snapt off her nose.
Hey, my kitten, my kitten,
Such a sweet pet as this
Here we go up, up, up,
And here we go down, down, downy; And here we go backwards and forwards,
And here we go round, round, roundy.
I HAD a little husband
I put him in a pint pot,
I bought a little horse
I bridled him, and saddled
I gave him some garters,
And a little handkerchief,
A LIttLE boy went into a barn,
An owl came out, and flew about,
Sing jigmijole, the pudding-bowl,
My master he did cudgel me