Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep,
There outside are all the sheep;
Lambs are penned up, safe from harm.
Sleep my little one, cosy warm.
Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep.
Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep.
Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep,
See the sky is filled with sheep;
Like a flock of clouds drift by.
Led by a moonlit lullaby.
Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep.
Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep.
Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie
When the pie was opened the birds began to sing
Oh wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king!
The king was in his counting house counting out his money
The queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes
When down came a blackbird and pecked off her nose!
A sailor went to sea, sea, sea,
To see what he could see, see, see.
But all that he could see, see, see,
Was the bottom of the deep blue sea, sea, sea.
A sailor went to sea, sea, sea,
To see what he could see, see, see.
But all that he could see, see, see,
Was the bottom of the deep blue sea, sea, sea.
Rub a dub dub, dirty socks in a tub,
Red and yellow and blue and green,
With a hole in the toes and a hole in the heel,
Wash them all till they're fresh and clean.
Rub a dub dub, clean socks in a tub,
Hang them out in a row to dry,
With a hole in the toes and a hole in the heel,
Watch them bounce on a line up high.
Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream,
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.
Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream,
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.
Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream,
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
Life is but a dream.
Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream,
If you see a crocodile,
Don't forget to scream - Aghh!
Rock a-bye, baby,
On the tree top,
When the wind blows,
The cradle will rock.
When the bow breaks,
The baby will fall,
Down will come baby,
Cradle and all!
Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady on a white horse,
With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes.
Jingle! Jangle! Jingle!
Jingle! Jangle! Jingle!
Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady on a white horse,
With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes.
The Rajah had a secret, he had green hair,
So he always wore a hat, so that no one would stare.
No one knew his secret in all the land,
Except his barber, who said it looked grand.
Gopal never told a soul, for many a year,
So he went to the forest, out of fear.
He told the tallest tree: 'You must believe me,
The Rajah wears a hat to hide his bright green hair.'
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
We'll all have tea.
Suki take it off again,
Suki take it off again,
Suki take it off again,
They've all gone away.
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
We'll all have tea.
Suki take it off again,
Suki take it off again,
Suki take it off again,
They've all gone away.
Oranges and lemons,
Say the bells of Saint Clement's.
You owe me five farthings,
Say the bells of Saint Martin's.
When will you pay me?
Say the bells of Old Bailey.
When I grow rich,
Say the bells of Shoreditch.
When will that be?
Say the bells of Stepney.
I do not know,
Say the great bells of Bow.
Here comes a candle to light you to bed,
Here comes a candle to light you to bed.
