Dingdong-bell, the cat's in the well, Who put her in? little Johnny Green. Who pulled her out? great Johnny Stout. What a naughty boy was that, To drown poor pussy cat; Who never did him any harm, And killed the mice in his father's barn. Lazy Tom with jacket blue, Stole his father's gouty shoe. The worst of harm that dad can wish him, Is his gouty shoe may fit him. But sit on a cushion and sew up a seam, And you shall have strawberries, sugar and cream. I won't be my father's Jack, I will be the fiddler's wife, And have music when I will. T'other little tune, t'other little tune, LONDON BRIDGE. London bridge is broken down, How shall we build it up again? We'll build it up with gravel and stone, We'll build it up with gravel and stone, Gravel and stone will be washed away, Gravel and stone will be washed away, We'll build it up with iron and steel, E Iron and steel will bend and break, Iron and steel will bend and break, We'll build it up with silver and gold, We'll build it up with silver and gold, Silver and gold will be stolen away, We'll set a man to watch it then, Suppose the man should fall asleep, We'll put a pipe into his mouth, We'll put a pipe into his mouth, Tom, Tom, the piper's son, The pig was eat, And Tom was beat, And Tom ran crying down the street. Little king Boggen he built a fine hall, Pie-crust and pastry-crust, that was the wall; The windows were made of black-puddings and white, And slated with pancakes-you ne'er saw the like. |