Polly Put the Kettle On
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
Polly put the kettle on,
We'll all have tea.
Sukey take it off again,
Sukey take it off again,
Sukey 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.
Sukey take it off again,
Sukey take it off again,
Sukey 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.
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.
Poor Jenny is a-weeping,
A-weeping, a-weeping,
Poor Jenny is a-weeping
On a bright summer’s day.
Why are you weeping,
Weeping, weeping,
Why are you weeping,
On a bright summer's day?
I'm weeping for a loved one,
A loved one, a loved one,
I'm weeping for a loved one,
On a bright summer's day.
Stand up and choose your loved one,
Your loved one, your loved one,
Stand up and choose your loved one,
One a bright summer's day.
Half a pound of tupenny rice,
Half a pound of treacle.
That’s the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
Every night when I get home
The monkey's on the table,
Take a stick and knock it off,
Pop! goes the weasel.
Up and down the city road,
In and out the Eagle.
That's the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.
I am a pretty little Dutch girl,
As pretty as I can be, be, be,
And all the boys in the baseball team
Go crazy over me, me, me.
My boy friend’s name is Fatty,
He comes from the Senoratti,
With turned-up toes and a pimple on his nose,
And this is how the story goes:
Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been?
I've been to London to see the fair Queen.
Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there?
I frightened a little mouse, under her chair.
Quick! quick!
The cat's been sick.
Where? where?
Under the chair.
Hasten! hasten!
Fetch the basin.
Alack! alack!
It is too late,
The carpet's in
An awful state.
No! no!
It's all in vain,
For she has licked it
Up again.
Rabbit doesn't have a tail at all
Tail at all, tail at all
Rabbit doesn't have a tail at all
Just a powder puff
His ears are longer than his tail
Than his tail, than his tail
His ears are longer than his tail
It's a powder puff
Rain rain go away,
Come again another day.
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.