The Big Book of Nursery Rhymes Part 2

John Cook was riding up Shuter's bank; he, haw, hum!

And there his nag did kick and prank; he, haw, hum!

John Cook was riding up Shuter's hill; he, haw, hum!

His mare fell down, and she made her will; he, haw, hum!

The bridle and saddle were laid on the shelf; he, haw, hum!

If you want any more you may sing it yourself; he, haw, hum!

BUZ AND HUM

Buz, quoth the blue fly, Hum, quoth the bee, Buz and hum they cry, And so do we.

In his ear, in his nose, Thus, do you see?

He ate the dormouse, Else it was he.

TOMMY t.i.tTLEMOUSE

Little Tommy t.i.ttlemouse Lived in a little house; He caught fishes In other men's ditches.

A AND B AND SEE

Great A, little a, bouncing B, The cat's in the cupboard and she can't see.

DOCTOR FOSTER

Doctor Foster went to Glo'ster, In a shower of rain; He stepped in a puddle right up to his middle, And never went there again.

DAFFY DOWN DILLY

Daffy-down-dilly has come to town, In a yellow petticoat, and a green gown.

QUEEN ANNE

Queen Anne, Queen Anne, you sit in the sun, As fair as a lily, as white as a wand.

I send you three letters, and pray read one, You must read one, if you can't read all So pray Miss or Master throw up the ball.

HO MY KITTEN

Ho my kitten, a kitten, And ho! my kitten, my deary!

Such a sweet pet as this Was neither far nor neary.

Here we go up, up, up, Here we go down, down, down; Here we go backwards and forwards, And here we go round, round, round.

LAVENDER BLUE

Lavender blue and rosemary green, When I am king you shall be queen; Call up my maids at four o'clock, Some to the wheel and some to the rock, Some to make hay and some to shear corn, And you and I will keep ourselves warm.

THE QUARRELSOME KITTENS

Two little kittens one stormy night, They began to quarrel and they began to fight; One had a mouse and the other had none, And that's the way the quarrel begun.

"I'll have that mouse," said the biggest cat.

"You'll have that mouse? we'll see about that!"

"I will have that mouse," said the eldest son.

"You sha'n't have the mouse," said the little one.

I told you before 't was a stormy night When these two little kittens began to fight; The old woman seized her sweeping broom, And swept the two kittens right out of the room.

The ground was covered with frost and snow, And the two little kittens had nowhere to go; So they laid them down on the mat at the door, While the old woman finished sweeping the floor.

Then they crept in, as quiet as mice, All wet with the snow, and as cold as ice, For they found it was better, that stormy night, To lie down and sleep than to quarrel and fight.