HERE were two birds sat on a stone, TH Fa, la, la, la, lal, de; One flew away, and then there was one, Fa, la, la, la, lal, de; The other flew after, and then there was none, Fa, la, la, la, lal, de; And so the poor stone was left all alone, W HERE are you going, my pretty maid?" "I'm going a-milking, sir," she said. "May I go with you, my pretty maid?" "You're kindly welcome, sir," she said. 'What is your father, my pretty maid?" "My father's a farmer, sir," she said. "Say, will you marry me, my pretty maid? HERE was a jolly miller ΤΗ Lived on the river Dee: He worked and sung from morn till night; No lark so blithe as he; And this the burden of his song For ever used to be I jump mejerrime jee! I care for nobody-no! not I, Since nobody cares for me. F I'd as much money as I could spend, If I'd as much money as I could tell, While I go a-hoeing and mowing each morn. Merrily run the reel And the little spinning-wheel Whilst I am singing and mowing my corn. P at Piccadilly oh! The coachman takes his stand, And when he meets a pretty girl, He takes her by the hand. JAC ACKY, come give me thy fiddle, "If I should give my fiddle, They'll think that I'm For many a joyful day gone My fiddle and I have had." mad, H 'LL sing you a song, Though not very long, Yet I think it as pretty as any. And give the poor singer a penny. ITTLE Polly Flinders LIT Sat among the cinders, Warming her pretty little toes. JOHN OHN COOK had a little grey mare; he, haw, hum! Her back stood up, and her bones they were bare; he, haw, hum! John Cook was riding up Shuter's bank; he, haw, hum! And there his nag did kick and prank; he, haw, hum! |