A Book of Nursery Songs and Rhymes - Baring-Gould Sabine

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And only will trust my own ears.

       With a whoop! etc.

      IV. THE NUT TREE

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      I had a little nut tree, nothing would it bear

       But a silver nutmeg, and a golden pear.

       The King of Spain's daughter came to visit me,

       And all was because of my little nut tree.

       I skipped over the water, I danced over the sea,

       And all the birds of the air, they couldn't catch me.

      V. THE FOX

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      The Fox went out one moonshiny night

       And prayed for the moon to give him good light,

       For he'd many a mile to go that night

       Before he came to his den, O!

       Chorus—Den, O! Den, O!

       For he'd many a mile to go that night

       Before he came to his den, O!

       At last he came to a large farmyard,

       Where the ducks and the geese cackled, all afeared.

       'The best of all shall grease my beard

       Before I get to my den, O!'

       Chorus—Den, O! etc.

       He took the grey goose all up by the neck,

       He laid a duck also across his back,

       And never regarded their quack, quack, quack,

       With the legs of him dangling down, O!

       Chorus—Down, O! etc.

       Old mother Snipper Snapper jumped out of bed,

       And opening the casement popped out her old head,

       Crying 'John! O John! the grey goose is dead,

       And the Fox is over the down, O!'

       Chorus—Down, O! etc.

       Then John got up to the top of the hill,

       And he blew his horn both lusty and shrill,

       'Blow on,' said the Fox, 'sweet music still!

       I wish me home in my den, O!'

       Chorus—Den, O! etc.

       At last he came to his cosy den,

       Where gathered his young ones, nine and ten,

       Quoth they, 'Daddy, you must go there again,

       For sure 'tis a lucky town, O!'

       Chorus—Town, O! etc.

       The Fox and his wife without any strife,

       They cut up the goose without fork and knife,

       And said 'twas the best they'd ate in their life,

       And the young ones picked the bones, O!

       Chorus—Bones, O! etc.

      VI. THE HERRING'S HEAD

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      1st SINGER. As I was a-walking all on the sea-sand

       I picked up a herring all in my right hand,

       It was big herrings,

       It was little herrings,

       All a brought in.

       O and what did I make with my jolly herring?

       2nd SINGER. 'Hark, hark! how dost thou lie!'

       1st SINGER. 'And so do you as well as I.'

       2nd SINGER. 'Why hast thou not told me so?'

       1st SINGER. 'So did I, long time ago.'

       BOTH TOGETHER. 'Well, well, and well-a-well,

       And so thinks I unto mysel',

       Thinks I to myself, 'tis a jolly herring.'

       O what do you think I made out of my old herring's head?

       I made a fine oven as ever baked bread.

       There are great ovens,

       There are little ovens,

       And all that's therein.

       O and what did I make with my jolly herring?

       2nd and 1st SINGERS. 'Hark, hark! how dost,' ect.

       O what do you think I made out of my old herring's fin?

       I made as fine tops as you ever did spin.

       There are great tops, etc.

       2nd and 1st SINGERS. 'Hark, hark! how dost,' ect.

       O what do you think I made out of my old herring's eyes?

       I made fifty men's pasties, and five women's pies.

       There are great pies, etc.

       2nd and 1st SINGERS. 'Hark, hark! how dost,' ect.

       O what do you think I made out of my old herring's back?

       I made so fine a whip as you ever did crack.

       There are great whips, etc.

       2nd and 1st SINGERS. 'Hark, hark! how dost,' ect.

       O what do you think I made out of my old herring's ribs?

       I made fifty horse-stalls and fifty ox-cribs.

       There are great cribs, etc.

       2nd and 1st SINGERS. 'Hark, hark! how dost,' ect.

       O what do you think I made out of my old herring's tail?

       I made so fine a ship as ever did sail.

       There are great ships, etc.

       2nd and 1st SINGERS. 'Hark, hark! how dost,' ect.

       O what do you think I made out of my old herring's breast?

       I made sixty good oxen as yoke ever pressed.

       There are great oxen, etc.

       2nd and 1st SINGERS. 'Hark, hark! how dost,' ect.

       O what do you think I made out of my old herring altogether?

       I made so fine cobblers as ever sewed leather.

       There are great cobblers, etc.

       2nd SINGER. 'Hark, hark! how dost thou lie!'

       1st SINGER. 'So do you as well as I.'

       2nd SINGER. 'Why hast thou not told me so?'

       1st SINGER. 'So did I, long time ago.'

       BOTH TOGETHER. 'Herring and ling!

       O herring nad ling!

       Of all the fish in the sea is Herring the King.'

      VII. MOTHER'S SONG

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      My heart is like a fountain true

       That flows and flows with love to you.

       As chirps the lark unto the tree

       So chirps my pretty babe to me.

       And it's O! sweet, sweet! and a lullaby.

       There's not a rose where'er I seek,

      

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