One for Sorrow
One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
Five for silver,
Six for gold,
Seven for a secret
Never to be told.
Jack and Jill
Jack and Jill
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water;
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
Up Jack got, and home did trot
As fast as he could caper;
He went to bed, to mend his head,
With vinegar and brown paper.
Coffee and Tea
Coffee and Tea
Molly, my sister, and I fell out,
And what do you think it was all about?
She loved coffee and I loved tea,
And that was the reason we couldn’t agree.
Tom, Tom, the Piper’s Son
Tom, Tom, the Piper’s Son
Tom, Tom the piper’s son,
Stole a pig and away did run.
The pig was eat, and Tom was beat,
And Tom went roaring down the street.
Variation of Tom, Tom, the Piper’s Son
Tom, Tom, the piper’s son,
Stole a pig and away he run.
Tom run here,
Tom run there.
Tom run through the village square.
See-Saw, Margery Daw
See-Saw, Margery Daw
See-saw, Margery Daw,
Johnny shall have a new master;
He shall have but a penny a day,
Because he can’t work any faster.
There Was a Little Girl
There Was a Little Girl
There was a little girl,
And she had a little curl,
Right in the middle
Of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very, very good,
But when she was bad,
She was horrid
I Had a Little Puppy
I Had a Little Puppy
I had a little puppy,
His name was Tiny Tim.
I put him in the bathtub,
To see if he could swim.
He drank up all the water,
He ate a bar of soap.
The next thing you know
He had a bubble in his throat.
In came the doctor,
In came the nurse,
In came the lady with the alligator purse.
Out went the doctor,
Out went the nurse,
Out went the lady with the alligator purse.
Georgie Porgie
Georgie Porgie
Georgie Porgie, pudding, and pie,
Kissed the girls, and made them cry.
When the boys came out to play,
Georgie Porgie ran away.
Little Boy Blue
Little Boy Blue
Little Boy Blue,
Come blow your horn.
The sheep’s in the meadow;
The cow’s in the corn.
Where is the boy who looks after the sheep?
He’s under a haycock, fast asleep.
Old King Cole
Old King Cole
Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he;
He called for his pipe,
And he called for his bowl,
And he called for his fiddlers three.
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