D There was a man in our town, And scratch'd them in again. As I was going to sell my eggs, I tript up his heels and he fell on his nose. Old mistress McShuttle Lived in a coal-scuttle, Along with her dog and her cat; What they ate I can't tell, That none of the party were fat. Hen. Cock, cock, cock, cock, Am I to gang ba-are-foot? Cock. Hen, hen, hen, hen, I've been up and down, To every shop in town, And cannot find a shoe To fit your foot, If I'd crow my hea-art out. [To be said very quickly, except the last two words in each verse, which are to be "screamed "out.] Pussy sits behind the log, How many days has my baby to play? Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, |