A CARRION crow sat on an oak, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, Watching a tailor shape his cloak; Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do. Wife, bring me my old bent bow, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow, The tailor he shot and missed his mark, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do. Wife, bring brandy in a spoon, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do, For our old sow is in a swoon; Sing heigh ho, the carrion crow, Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do. M ERRY are the bells, and merry would they Merry was myself, and merry could I sing; Waddle goes your gait, and hollow are your hose; Merry have we met, and merry have we been; HREE blind mice, see how they run! They all ran after the farmer's wife, Who cut off their tails with the carving-knife; Did you ever see such fools in your life? Three blind mice. |