SING A SONG FOR SIXPENCE

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IT’S of three jovial huntsmen, an’ a hunting they did go;An’ they hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ they blew their horns alsoLook ye there!

IT’S of three jovial huntsmen, an’ a hunting they did go;

An’ they hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ they blew their horns also

Look ye there!

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An’ one said, “Mind yo’r e’en, an’ keep yo’r noses reet i’ th’ windAn’ then, by scent or seet, we’ll leet o’ summat to our mind.”Look ye there!

An’ one said, “Mind yo’r e’en, an’ keep yo’r noses reet i’ th’ wind

An’ then, by scent or seet, we’ll leet o’ summat to our mind.”

Look ye there!

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They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the first thing they did findWas a tatter’t boggart, in a field, an’ that they left behind.Look ye there!One said it was a boggart, an’ another he said “Nay;It’s just a ge’man-farmer, that has gone an’ lost his way.”Look ye there!

They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the first thing they did find

Was a tatter’t boggart, in a field, an’ that they left behind.

Look ye there!

One said it was a boggart, an’ another he said “Nay;

It’s just a ge’man-farmer, that has gone an’ lost his way.”

Look ye there!

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They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did findWas a gruntin’, grindin’ grindlestone, an’ that they left behind.Look ye there!One said it was a grindlestone, another he said “Nay;It’s nought but an’ owd fossil cheese, that somebody’s roll’t away.”Look ye there!

They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did find

Was a gruntin’, grindin’ grindlestone, an’ that they left behind.

Look ye there!

One said it was a grindlestone, another he said “Nay;

It’s nought but an’ owd fossil cheese, that somebody’s roll’t away.”

Look ye there!

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They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did findWas a bull-calf in a pin-fold, an’ that, too, they left behind.Look ye there!One said it was a bull-calf, an’ another he said “Nay;It’s just a painted jackass, that has never larnt to bray.”Look ye there!

They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did find

Was a bull-calf in a pin-fold, an’ that, too, they left behind.

Look ye there!

One said it was a bull-calf, an’ another he said “Nay;

It’s just a painted jackass, that has never larnt to bray.”

Look ye there!

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They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did findWas a two-three children leaving school, an’ these they left behind.Look ye there!One said that they were children, but another he said “Nay;They’re no but little angels, so we’ll leave ’em to their play.”Look ye there!

They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did find

Was a two-three children leaving school, an’ these they left behind.

Look ye there!

One said that they were children, but another he said “Nay;

They’re no but little angels, so we’ll leave ’em to their play.”

Look ye there!

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They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did findWas a fat pig smiling in a ditch, an’ that, too, they left behind.Look ye there!One said it was a fat pig, but another he said “Nay;It’s just a Lunnon Alderman, whose clothes are stole away.”Look ye there!

They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did find

Was a fat pig smiling in a ditch, an’ that, too, they left behind.

Look ye there!

One said it was a fat pig, but another he said “Nay;

It’s just a Lunnon Alderman, whose clothes are stole away.”

Look ye there!

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They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did findWas two young lovers in a lane, an’ these they left behind.Look ye there!One said that they were lovers, but another he said “Nay;They’re two poor wanderin’ lunatics—come, let us get away.”Look ye there!

They hunted, an’ they hollo’d, an’ the next thing they did find

Was two young lovers in a lane, an’ these they left behind.

Look ye there!

One said that they were lovers, but another he said “Nay;

They’re two poor wanderin’ lunatics—come, let us get away.”

Look ye there!

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So they hunted, an’ they hollo’d, till the setting of the sun;An’ they’d nought to bring away at last, when th’ huntin’-day was done.Look ye there!Then one unto the other said, “This huntin’ doesn’t pay;But we’n powler’t up an’ down a bit, an’ had a rattlin’ day.”Look ye there!

So they hunted, an’ they hollo’d, till the setting of the sun;

An’ they’d nought to bring away at last, when th’ huntin’-day was done.

Look ye there!

Then one unto the other said, “This huntin’ doesn’t pay;

But we’n powler’t up an’ down a bit, an’ had a rattlin’ day.”

Look ye there!

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SING a Song for Sixpence,

SING a Song for Sixpence,

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A Pocketful

A Pocketful

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of Rye;

of Rye;

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Four-and-Twenty Blackbirds

Four-and-Twenty Blackbirds

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Baked

Baked

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in a Pie.

in a Pie.

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When the Pie was opened,The Birds began to sing;Was not that

When the Pie was opened,

The Birds began to sing;

Was not that

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a dainty Dish

a dainty Dish

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To set before the King?The King was in

To set before the King?

The King was in

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his Counting-house,

his Counting-house,

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Counting out his Money.

Counting out his Money.

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The Queen was in

The Queen was in

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the Parlour,

the Parlour,

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Eating Bread and Honey.

Eating Bread and Honey.

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The Maid was in

The Maid was in

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the Garden,

the Garden,

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Hanging out the Clothes;

Hanging out the Clothes;

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There came a little Blackbird,

There came a little Blackbird,

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And snapped off her Nose

And snapped off her Nose

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But there came a Jenny Wrenand popped it on again.

But there came a Jenny Wren

and popped it on again.

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The Art of making TARTS. The Complete History of JAMS.The Art of making TARTS. The Complete History of JAMS.View larger image

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THE Queen of Hearts,She made some Tarts,

THE Queen of Hearts,

She made some Tarts,

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All on a Summer’s Day:

All on a Summer’s Day:

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The Knave of Hearts,He stole those Tarts,

The Knave of Hearts,

He stole those Tarts,

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And took them right away.

And took them right away.

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The King of Hearts,Called for those Tarts,

The King of Hearts,

Called for those Tarts,

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And beat the Knave full sore:

And beat the Knave full sore:

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The Knave of Hearts,Brought back those Tarts,

The Knave of Hearts,

Brought back those Tarts,

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And vowed he’d steal no more.

And vowed he’d steal no more.

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WHEN I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,I used to keep my master’s HORSES,With aGee-wohere, and aGee-wothere,And here aGee, and there aGee,And everywhere aGee;Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

WHEN I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,

I used to keep my master’s HORSES,

With aGee-wohere, and aGee-wothere,

And here aGee, and there aGee,

And everywhere aGee;

Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,I used to keep my master’s LAMBS,With aBaa-baahere, and aBaa-baathere,And here aBaa, and there aBaa,And everywhere aBaa;With aGee-wohere, and aGee-wothere,And here aGee, and there aGee,And everywhere aGee;Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,

I used to keep my master’s LAMBS,

With aBaa-baahere, and aBaa-baathere,

And here aBaa, and there aBaa,

And everywhere aBaa;

With aGee-wohere, and aGee-wothere,

And here aGee, and there aGee,

And everywhere aGee;

Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,I used to keep my master’s HENS,With aChuck-chuckhere, and aChuck-chuckthere,And here aChuck, and there aChuck,And everywhere a Chuck;With aBaa-baahere, and aBaa-baathere,And here aBaa, and there aBaa,And everywhere aBaa;With aGee-wohere, and aGee-wothere,&c., &c., &c.Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,

I used to keep my master’s HENS,

With aChuck-chuckhere, and aChuck-chuckthere,

And here aChuck, and there aChuck,

And everywhere a Chuck;

With aBaa-baahere, and aBaa-baathere,

And here aBaa, and there aBaa,

And everywhere aBaa;

With aGee-wohere, and aGee-wothere,

&c., &c., &c.

Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,I used to keep my master’s PIGS,With aGrunt-grunthere, and aGrunt-gruntthere,And here aGrunt, and there aGrunt,And everywhere a Grunt;With aChuck-chuckhere, and aChuck-chuckthere,And here aChuck, and there aChuck,And everywhere aChuck;With aBaa-baahere, and aBaa-baathere,&c., &c., &c.With aGee-wohere, and aGee-wothere,&c., &c., &c.Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,

I used to keep my master’s PIGS,

With aGrunt-grunthere, and aGrunt-gruntthere,

And here aGrunt, and there aGrunt,

And everywhere a Grunt;

With aChuck-chuckhere, and aChuck-chuckthere,

And here aChuck, and there aChuck,

And everywhere aChuck;

With aBaa-baahere, and aBaa-baathere,

&c., &c., &c.

With aGee-wohere, and aGee-wothere,

&c., &c., &c.

Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,I used to keep my master’s DUCKS,With aQuack-quackhere, and aQuack-quackthere,And here aQuack, and there aQuack,And everywhere aQuack;With aGrunt-grunthere, and aGrunt-gruntthere,&c., &c., &c.With aChuck-chuckhere, &c.With aBaa-baahere, &c.With aGee-wohere, &c.Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,

I used to keep my master’s DUCKS,

With aQuack-quackhere, and aQuack-quackthere,

And here aQuack, and there aQuack,

And everywhere aQuack;

With aGrunt-grunthere, and aGrunt-gruntthere,

&c., &c., &c.

With aChuck-chuckhere, &c.

With aBaa-baahere, &c.

With aGee-wohere, &c.

Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,I used to keep my master’s DOGS,With aBow-bowhere, and aBow-wowthere,And here aBow, and there aWow,And everywhere aWow;With aQuack-quackhere, and aQuack-quackthere,&c., &c., &c.With aGrunt-grunthere, &c.With aChuck-chuckhere, &c.With aBaa-baahere, &c.With aGee-wohere, &c.Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,

I used to keep my master’s DOGS,

With aBow-bowhere, and aBow-wowthere,

And here aBow, and there aWow,

And everywhere aWow;

With aQuack-quackhere, and aQuack-quackthere,

&c., &c., &c.

With aGrunt-grunthere, &c.

With aChuck-chuckhere, &c.

With aBaa-baahere, &c.

With aGee-wohere, &c.

Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,I used to keep my master’s CHILDREN,With aShoutinghere, and aPoutingthere,And here aShout, and there aPout,And everywhere aShout;With aBow-bowhere, and aBow-wowthere,&c., &c., &c.With aQuack-quackhere, &c.With aGrunt-grunthere, &c.With aChuck-chuckhere, &c.With aBaa-baahere, &c.With aGee-wohere, &c.Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,

I used to keep my master’s CHILDREN,

With aShoutinghere, and aPoutingthere,

And here aShout, and there aPout,

And everywhere aShout;

With aBow-bowhere, and aBow-wowthere,

&c., &c., &c.

With aQuack-quackhere, &c.

With aGrunt-grunthere, &c.

With aChuck-chuckhere, &c.

With aBaa-baahere, &c.

With aGee-wohere, &c.

Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,I used to keep my master’s TURKEYS,With aGobble-gobblehere, and aGobble-gobblethere,And here aGobble, and there aGobble,And everywhere aGobble;With aShoutinghere, and aPoutingthere,&c., &c., &c.With aBow-wowhere, &c.With aQuack-quackhere, &c.With aGrunt-grunthere, &c.With aChuck-chuckhere, &c.With aBaa-baahere, &c.With aGee-wohere, &c.Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

When I was a farmer, a Farmer’s Boy,

I used to keep my master’s TURKEYS,

With aGobble-gobblehere, and aGobble-gobblethere,

And here aGobble, and there aGobble,

And everywhere aGobble;

With aShoutinghere, and aPoutingthere,

&c., &c., &c.

With aBow-wowhere, &c.

With aQuack-quackhere, &c.

With aGrunt-grunthere, &c.

With aChuck-chuckhere, &c.

With aBaa-baahere, &c.

With aGee-wohere, &c.

Says I,  My pretty lass, will you come to the banks of the Aire oh?

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