Buy Me a Milking-Pail

Fingers and Toes

Every lady in this land
Has twenty nails upon each hand
Five and twenty on hands and feet.
All this is true, without deceit.

Cock-Crow

COCKS crow in the morn
To tell us to rise,
And he who lies late
Will never be wise;

For early to bed
And early to rise,
Is the way to be healthy
And wealthy and wise.

My Maid Mary

My maid Mary she minds the dairy,
While I go a-hoeing and mowing each morn;
Gaily run the reel and the little spinning-wheel,
Whilst I am singing and mowing my corn.

Robin and Wren

The Robin and the Wren
Fought about the parritch-pan;
And ere the Robin got a spoon,
The Wren had ate the parritch down.

BUY me a milking-pail,
Mother, mother."
"Betsy's gone a-milking,
Beautiful daughter."

"Sell my father's feather-bed,
Mother, mother."
"Where will your father lie,
Beautiful daughter?"

"Put him in the boys' bed,
Mother, mother."
"Where will the boys lie,
Beautiful daughter?"

"Put them in the pigs' stye,
Mother, mother."
"Where will the pigs lie,
Beautiful daughter?"

"Put them in the salting-tub,
Mother, mother.
Put them in the salting-tub,
Mother, mother."