Nursery Rhymes Online
Crown the king with carrot tops, Dress him in sateen, Give him lots of licorice drops, With suckers in between. For he’s a king with lots of power And awful,
A tisket, A tasket, A green and yellow basket, I wrote a letter to my love, And on the way, I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it, And
When I was down beside the sea A wooden spade they gave to me To dig the sandy shore. My holes were empty like a cup. In every hole the
Ding, dong, bell, Pussy’s in the well. Who put her in? Little Johnny Green. Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Stout. What a naughty boy was that, To try to
Moon, O Moon in the empty sky, Why do you swing so low? Pretty moon with the silver ring And the long bright beams where the fairies cling, Where do
All aboard for Bombay, All aboard for Rome! Leave your little sisters And your loving aunts at home. Bring a bit of bailing wire, A pocketful of nails, And half
Hark! Hark! The dogs bark, The beggars are coming to town; Some in rags and some in tags, And some in a silken gown. Some gave them white bread, And
A man with a nickel, A sword, and a sickle, A pipe, and a paper of pins Set out for the Niger To capture a tiger– And that’s how my
Bye, baby bunting, Father’s gone a-hunting, Mother’s gone a-milking, Sister’s gone a-silking, And brother’s gone to buy a skin To wrap the baby bunting in.
I see the moon and the moon sees me The moon sees the somebody I’d like to see. God bless the moon and God bless me God bless the somebody
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