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Mother Goose: NANCY DAWSON

Nancy Dawson was so fine
She wouldn’t get up to serve the swine;
She lies in bed till eight or nine,
So it’s Oh, poor Nancy Dawson.

And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey?
The wife who sells the barley, honey?
She won’t get up to feed her swine,
And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey?

Mother Goose: The Girl in the Lane

THE GIRL IN THE LANE
The girl in the lane, that couldn’t speak plain,
  Cried, “Gobble, gobble, gobble”:
The man on the hill that couldn’t stand still,
  Went hobble hobble, hobble.

Mother Goose: Hush-a-Bye

HUSH-A-BYE
  Hush-a-bye, baby,
    Daddy is near;
Mamma is a lady,
  And that’s very clear.

Mother Goose: JACK SPRAT

JACK SPRAT
    Jack Sprat
    Could eat no fat,
His wife could eat no lean;
    And so,
    Betwixt them both,
They licked the platter clean.

Mother Goose: Jack Jelf

JACK JELF
    Little Jack Jelf
    Was put on the shelf
Because he could not spell “pie”;
    When his aunt, Mrs. Grace,
    Saw his sorrowful face,
She could not help saying, “Oh, fie!”

    And since Master Jelf
    Was put on the shelf
Because he could not spell “pie,”
    Let him stand there so grim,
    And no more about him,
For I wish him a very good-bye!

Mother Goose: The Mouse and the Clock

THE MOUSE AND THE CLOCK
Hickory, dickory, dock!
The mouse ran up the clock;
  The clock struck one,
  And down he run,
Hickory, dickory, dock!

Mother Goose: Blue Bell Boy

BLUE BELL BOY
I had a little boy,
  And called him Blue Bell;
Gave him a little work,–
  He did it very well.

I bade him go upstairs
  To bring me a gold pin;
In coal scuttle fell he,
  Up to his little chin.

He went to the garden
  To pick a little sage;
He tumbled on his nose,
  And fell into a rage.

He went to the cellar
  To draw a little beer;
And quickly did return
  To say there was none there.

Mother Goose: GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER

GOOSEY, GOOSEY, GANDER

Goosey, goosey, gander,
  Whither dost thou wander?
Upstairs and downstairs
  And in my lady’s chamber.

There I met an old man
  Who wouldn’t say his prayers;
I took him by the left leg,
  And threw him down the stairs.

Mother Goose: Pins

PINS
See a pin and pick it up,
All the day you’ll have good luck.
See a pin and let it lay,
Bad luck you’ll have all the day.

Mother Goose: HUMPTY DUMPTY