Old Mother Hubbard.
Old Mother HubbardWent to the cupboard,To get her poor dog a bone;But when she came there,The cupboard was bare,And so the poor dog had none.She went to the baker’sTo buy him some bread;But when she came back,The poor dog was dead.She went to the joiner’sTo buy him a coffin;But when she came back,The poor dog was laughing.She took a clean dishTo get him some tripe;But when she came back,He was smoking his pipe.She went to the fishmonger’sTo buy him some fish;And when she came back,He was licking the dish.She went to the ale-houseTo get him some beer;But when she came back,The dog sat in a chair.She went to the tavernFor white wine and red;But when she came back,The dog stood on his head.She went to the hatter’sTo buy him a hat;But when she came back,He was feeding the cat.She went to the barber’sTo buy him a wig;But when she came back,He was dancing a jig.She went to the fruiterer’sTo buy him some fruit;But when she came back,He was playing the flute.She went to the tailor’sTo buy him a coat;But when she came back,He was riding a goat.She went to the cobbler’sTo buy him some shoes;But when she came back,He was reading the news.She went to the seamstressTo buy him some linen;But when she came back,The dog was spinning.She went to the hosier’sTo buy him some hose;But when she came back,He was dressed in his clothes.The dame made a curtsey,The dog made a bow;The dame said, “Your servant,”The dog said, “Bow, wow.”This wonderful DogWas Dame Hubbard’s delight;He could sing, he could dance,He could read, he could write.She gave him rich daintiesWhenever he fed,And erected a monumentWhen he was dead.
Old Mother HubbardWent to the cupboard,To get her poor dog a bone;But when she came there,The cupboard was bare,And so the poor dog had none.She went to the baker’sTo buy him some bread;But when she came back,The poor dog was dead.She went to the joiner’sTo buy him a coffin;But when she came back,The poor dog was laughing.She took a clean dishTo get him some tripe;But when she came back,He was smoking his pipe.She went to the fishmonger’sTo buy him some fish;And when she came back,He was licking the dish.She went to the ale-houseTo get him some beer;But when she came back,The dog sat in a chair.She went to the tavernFor white wine and red;But when she came back,The dog stood on his head.She went to the hatter’sTo buy him a hat;But when she came back,He was feeding the cat.She went to the barber’sTo buy him a wig;But when she came back,He was dancing a jig.She went to the fruiterer’sTo buy him some fruit;But when she came back,He was playing the flute.She went to the tailor’sTo buy him a coat;But when she came back,He was riding a goat.She went to the cobbler’sTo buy him some shoes;But when she came back,He was reading the news.She went to the seamstressTo buy him some linen;But when she came back,The dog was spinning.She went to the hosier’sTo buy him some hose;But when she came back,He was dressed in his clothes.The dame made a curtsey,The dog made a bow;The dame said, “Your servant,”The dog said, “Bow, wow.”This wonderful DogWas Dame Hubbard’s delight;He could sing, he could dance,He could read, he could write.She gave him rich daintiesWhenever he fed,And erected a monumentWhen he was dead.
Old Mother HubbardWent to the cupboard,To get her poor dog a bone;But when she came there,The cupboard was bare,And so the poor dog had none.
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard,
To get her poor dog a bone;
But when she came there,
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
She went to the baker’sTo buy him some bread;But when she came back,The poor dog was dead.
She went to the baker’s
To buy him some bread;
But when she came back,
The poor dog was dead.
She went to the joiner’sTo buy him a coffin;But when she came back,The poor dog was laughing.
She went to the joiner’s
To buy him a coffin;
But when she came back,
The poor dog was laughing.
She took a clean dishTo get him some tripe;But when she came back,He was smoking his pipe.
She took a clean dish
To get him some tripe;
But when she came back,
He was smoking his pipe.
She went to the fishmonger’sTo buy him some fish;And when she came back,He was licking the dish.
She went to the fishmonger’s
To buy him some fish;
And when she came back,
He was licking the dish.
She went to the ale-houseTo get him some beer;But when she came back,The dog sat in a chair.
She went to the ale-house
To get him some beer;
But when she came back,
The dog sat in a chair.
She went to the tavernFor white wine and red;But when she came back,The dog stood on his head.
She went to the tavern
For white wine and red;
But when she came back,
The dog stood on his head.
She went to the hatter’sTo buy him a hat;But when she came back,He was feeding the cat.
She went to the hatter’s
To buy him a hat;
But when she came back,
He was feeding the cat.
She went to the barber’sTo buy him a wig;But when she came back,He was dancing a jig.
She went to the barber’s
To buy him a wig;
But when she came back,
He was dancing a jig.
She went to the fruiterer’sTo buy him some fruit;But when she came back,He was playing the flute.
She went to the fruiterer’s
To buy him some fruit;
But when she came back,
He was playing the flute.
She went to the tailor’sTo buy him a coat;But when she came back,He was riding a goat.
She went to the tailor’s
To buy him a coat;
But when she came back,
He was riding a goat.
She went to the cobbler’sTo buy him some shoes;But when she came back,He was reading the news.
She went to the cobbler’s
To buy him some shoes;
But when she came back,
He was reading the news.
She went to the seamstressTo buy him some linen;But when she came back,The dog was spinning.
She went to the seamstress
To buy him some linen;
But when she came back,
The dog was spinning.
She went to the hosier’sTo buy him some hose;But when she came back,He was dressed in his clothes.
She went to the hosier’s
To buy him some hose;
But when she came back,
He was dressed in his clothes.
The dame made a curtsey,The dog made a bow;The dame said, “Your servant,”The dog said, “Bow, wow.”
The dame made a curtsey,
The dog made a bow;
The dame said, “Your servant,”
The dog said, “Bow, wow.”
This wonderful DogWas Dame Hubbard’s delight;He could sing, he could dance,He could read, he could write.
This wonderful Dog
Was Dame Hubbard’s delight;
He could sing, he could dance,
He could read, he could write.
She gave him rich daintiesWhenever he fed,And erected a monumentWhen he was dead.
She gave him rich dainties
Whenever he fed,
And erected a monument
When he was dead.