Cock a doodle do! My dame has lost her shoe, My master's lost his fiddlestick, And knows not what to do
Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John, Went to bed with his breeches on, One stocking off, and one stocking on, Diddle, diddle, dumpling, my son John.
Three wise men of Gotham Went to sea in a bowl, And if the bowl had been stronger My song had been longer.
There was an old woman who lived in a shoe, She had so many children she didn't know what to do. She gave them some broth without any bread, She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
Willie boy, Willie boy, Where are you going? O, let us go with you This sunshiny day. I'm going to the meadow To see them a-mowing, I'm going to help the girls Turn the new hay.
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, Catch the tiger/monkey/baby by the toe. If it hollers/screams let him go, Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, you are it.
Little Tommy Tittlemouse Lived in a little house; He caught fishes In other men's ditches.
Ride away, ride away, Johnny shall ride, And he shall have pussy-cat Tied to one side; And he shall have little dog Tied to the other, And Johnny shall ride To see his grandmother.