The Only True Mother Goose Melodies
by Anonymous - page 13


60
TO BE SUNG IN A HIGH WIND.

Arthur O'Bower has broken his band,
And he comes roaring up the land,
King of Scots with all his power
Never can turn Sir Arthur O'Bower.


61

Hush-a-bye, baby, upon the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
Down tumble cradle and baby and all.

62
Daffy-down-dilly is new come to town,
With a petticoat green, and a bright yellow gown,
And her white blossoms are peeping around.


63
There was an old woman, and what do you think?
She liv'd upon nothing--but victuals and drink:
Victuals and drink were the chief of her diet,
And yet this old lady scarce ever was quiet.

64
The rose is red, the violet is blue,
The gillyflower sweet--and so are you.
These are the words you have me say
For a pair of new gloves on Easter-day.

65
Great A, little a, bouncing B,
The Cat's in the cupboard, and she can't see.

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